Taohua's composition is 800 words and five articles.

Where the peach blossoms are in full bloom is my lovely hometown. Peach blossoms ripple with people's smiling faces, and the joy of happiness is red. For many years, this passionate song has been washing in my heart, and the beautiful melody has been echoing in my heart. The place where the peach blossoms are in full bloom makes me more fascinated. Finally, when I was hiking last year, I was lucky enough to see the gorgeous face of peach blossoms.

One day in April last year, at the invitation of a friend, I came to Feicheng, Xiang Tao. When I first set foot on this land, I was attracted by the mountains here, the water here, the peach trees here and the wild crimson here. Ten thousand acres of peach blossoms, like the thick ink splashed by the clear sky, reflect the clouds all over the sky.

That morning, I was bathed in the morning sun in spring, strolled on the winding country road, and breathed the spring breeze from the wilderness. Wicker stretches its slender branches, poplar spits bright green, and naughty wind caresses my cheeks and stirs my heart. A faint, faint fragrance came to my nose, and I couldn't tell whether it was the fragrance of gorgeous peach blossoms or the fragrance of grass and wheat in the field.

Walk into the park gently, so as not to disturb the beauty's spring dream. People dance with flowers, pay attention to flowers, people are in flowers, flowers are rippling with people, and the world of mortals is close at hand. I don't know whether the clothes reflect peach blossoms or peach blossoms dye my face. The peach blossom poems and paintings that hit the face filled the whole Taoyuan, which was really unforgettable. I appreciate romantic and colorful peach blossoms, like burning flames, reflecting the sky and dotted with spring; Peach blossoms are in bud, like a shy girl's charm, pink cheeks and delicate skin lingering with the spring breeze, offering you a gentle dance. Peach blossoms are fragrant, not competing with spring early, just to add the meaning of spring, and April fragrance on earth is just to smell the fragrance.

In this simple and elegant dreamland, sitting alone by the stream in the forest, the flowing stream and the gorgeous and foggy peach blossoms set each other off in interest, the wind is dancing, and several peach petals fall into the water gently, like the colorful pink boats flying from the fairyland competing to enjoy the spring. Flowers no longer wander alone, water no longer flows eastward silently, and flowers and water blend together to form a unique landscape. Looking around, flowers are delicate and charming, rendering a strong sense of spring. Swarms of bees, sometimes approaching and sometimes dancing, create beautiful encounters and spread the sweetness of true feelings. Slowly falling petals brushed my cheek, cool, soft, fragrant, so comfortable that I lifted my physical and mental fatigue, slowly closed my eyes and fell asleep in a boat, as if parked in a paradise written by Tao Gong.

The peach blossom in April dispelled my loneliness, touched my deep feelings, surged my warmth, and gave me a lovesickness romance far away from the noise of the world.

Peach blossoms are not in bloom.

With the development of rural economy, grandma's house has also been expanded, which makes an old peach tree that used to grow in the backyard have to be cut down. However, my grandmother is distressed. In desperation, my uncles had to transplant the old peach tree to the front yard. Everyone knows that the tree will never live again, but my grandmother still dug a big pit in the front yard with an expectation and planted the old peach tree.

Although I was not at home on the day of transplanting, I saw a pit one meter wide in the backyard, all of which were cut off. I can imagine how tragic the scene was when transplanting. Peach blossoms torn off by external forces are surrounded by pits. From a distance, they look like sunset clouds falling all over the floor, which is dazzling. Oh, it's peach blossom season. Maybe the old peach trees won't be full of fresh peaches this year, and maybe the peach blossoms won't bloom at this time next year.

The scarred peach tree failed to survive, and the leaves had fallen before the winter solstice. Next spring, everything will revive, but the old peach tree still shows a scene of decline, and the bare trunk is lifeless. I wonder how my brother got an abandoned old bird's nest. He said he wanted to put the bird's nest on the trunk of the old peach tree, so that the old peach tree would be as lively as other trees.

Under the expectation of my brother, the bird's nest was placed on the trunk of the old peach tree, which was very strong. Even if the soil around the roots is shaken loose, the bird's nest is still stuck on the branches.

As soon as my brother is free, he will move a small bench and sit at the door, staring at the birds in the sky, hoping that the birds can live in his nest. In fact, Russia has never told him that birds will only live in their own nests, so that birds will feel safe. What's more, the old peach tree has no ability to shelter the birds from the wind and rain, right?

One year during the Spring Festival, my aunt came back from Yunnan and brought back some cherry trees and snow peach trees that we had never heard of in Hunan. The front yard was not big, so the old peach tree was pulled out and replaced with a small cherry tree and a snowy peach tree in its original position. According to my aunt, the small cherry blossoms are also very beautiful. Although they are not as enchanting as peach blossoms, they are still very pure. So my brother is looking forward to waiting until the cherry blossoms are in full bloom next year.

But unfortunately, we didn't wait until the cherry blossoms opened and returned to our parents' side, so we haven't seen the cherry blossoms open so far.

peach blossom forest

Spring came quietly to us, and I followed her footsteps to the Peach Blossom Forest.

The weather is particularly sunny and the wind is particularly cool, as if even the birds in the branches are amazed at this beautiful weather. Wow! I seem to have discovered a new continent, and I am extremely excited. In front of my eyes is a pink peach blossom forest, how beautiful it is! I couldn't wait to rush in. I ran on the path covered with peach petals, closed my eyes, breathed the faint fragrance of peach blossoms in the air and listened to the sound of flowers being blown by the wind. How happy I feel!

Enough dancing, enough laughing and enough playing, I finally settled down, kneeling among the flowers and enjoying the strange scenery. I find the peach blossoms here are so beautiful and pink. The white flower is still dizzy with filar silk powder, like rouge used by girls, which is intoxicating enough, but it has lace on its petals, which is really icing on the cake! Coupled with the help of the wind, can people imagine that there are a group of ballet princesses in front of them? At this time, can I restrain my excitement? I lay on the carpet, closed my eyes and longed to hear the whispers of flowers. Petals fell on my body and cheeks. It is so soft and smooth that it seems to penetrate into my skin. Hey! Who's talking? I opened my eyes and looked around. Is there anyone else? I lay down again. Hello? I opened my eyes in a panic, only to see a fist-sized elf fall beside me. She has peach skin, peach wings, peach hair and peach color. Anyway, she's covered in peach blossoms. I rubbed my hazy eyes to prove that I was not mistaken, and it turned out that I was not mistaken. Hi, how are you? The elves greeted me warmly. Look, she meant no harm. I boldly introduced myself to her, and she introduced herself. It turns out that she is the owner of this peach forest. Her name is Butterfly Rain Peach. She is an elf from the spiritual kingdom. She is pruning peach blossoms today. Just when she saw me, she greeted me. I had a good chat with her and we soon became good friends. I was about to tell her my interesting story when suddenly, I seemed to be enchanted and went to another place. I panicked. Open your eyes. Oh! So this is just a dream.

I wandered in this charming peach blossom forest and refused to leave. Time goes by unconsciously. Soon in the evening, the clouds on the horizon are enchanting, which seems to be comparable to this peach blossom forest. The color of the sky reflects the quiet peach blossom forest, and I slowly leave with a smile.

Peach blossom in front of door

There is a peach tree in front of my house.

In spring, peach trees haven't sprouted yet. Peach trees will blossom. The branches are covered with pink flowers. Some flowers are in full bloom, some are in bud, and a spring breeze blows with a faint fragrance, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Peach trees are rare in our village. So at school, if anyone takes a peach blossom, his classmates will envy him very much. The teacher who teaches us Chinese is a woman teacher. She also likes peach blossoms very much. If you give them to her, the teacher will smile at you happily and touch your head intimately.

So I often take cuttlefish to school and give it to my good classmates and teachers. In the days when peach blossoms are in full bloom, I can enjoy envious eyes every day. I am very happy.

One day, I will break the peach branches again. My mother said, Yuner, why did you pick peach blossoms? Picking all the flowers will not bear fruit. I didn't say anything. After my mother left, I broke some big branches to go to school.

In this way, I almost broke the peach blossom. I had a good time at school. The teacher's happy smile and the students' eager envious eyes made me find myself the focus of attention.

It's a pity that peach blossoms don't last long. Time flies, and it's autumn again. It should be a harvest season, but only a few peaches bitten by insects hang sporadically on my peach tree. Mother looked at the tree silently, sighed and left. I looked at the tree and seemed to realize my mistake.

At school, several students with peach trees brought bright red, ripe, sweet and delicious peaches for everyone to taste, and both teachers and students ate them with relish. Some students remembered the peach blossoms I gave to everyone in spring and asked me: Where are your peaches? I am speechless.

After many years, it is vivid and unforgettable. I know, because of a little temptation, I lost the fruit I should have harvested, although the temptation is not vulgar. In the later days, when I saw a classmate wearing fashionable clothes, I thought, I don't want the envious eyes brought by this peach blossom anymore; When a classmate cheated in the exam and got a high score, praised by the teacher and envied by his classmates, I reminded myself that peaches in autumn are heavy.

In the future life, there will be more and more temptations waiting for us along the way. Fame, money, status and all kinds of enjoyment will unconsciously make people deviate from the goal of life and violate the true meaning of life. At this time, don't forget that autumn needs sweet peaches, not peaches that can attract envious eyes.

Peach blossom viewing

Throughout the ages, many literati love to praise peach blossoms. I have long been intoxicated by their praise. It is said that Nanning Peach Blossom Festival has been held for many days. I'm just too busy at work to see peach blossoms.

This weekend, I took a ride and arrived in Nanning on Friday night.

At ten o'clock on Saturday morning, I took bus No.33 bound for Qingxiu Mountain. Although the weather was not beautiful, it began to rain in Mao Mao early in the morning, but we were still very excited.

Half an hour's drive, we came to the foot of Qingxiu Mountain. There were many people enjoying the flowers, and there was a long queue at the ticket office. We bought tickets and started a trip to enjoy peaches and flowers. Because Taohua Island is at the top of the mountain, we are not in a hurry, so we enjoy the scenery and chat all the way. Along the way, the mountains are full of indigo naturalis; From time to time, there are clusters of flowers in the green, which make this simple mountain just right. Sometimes, the refreshing mountain breeze is accompanied by thin rain, which blows slowly. It makes people feel very comfortable.

I walked a few cobblestone paths, climbed several hills and worshipped Kannonji. I came to Peach Blossom Island.

At this time, I found that this moment is not the best time to appreciate peach blossoms. More than ten days ago, peach blossoms were the most brilliant. Now some peach blossoms look a little disabled, but they are still full of spring. What you see are rows of brown peach trees with picturesque curved branches and charm. Layers of peach blossoms are full of flowers, graceful, and bees fly butterflies, making a sound but not making a sound. Look carefully at the pink peach blossom, which is the delicate powder, just like the smiling face of a newborn child. No wonder a poet said (I don't remember who): Peach blossoms set each other off.

People who walk through the Peach Blossom Sea are like butterflies who only pick spring scenery. Leaning, smelling, laughing, slamming the shutter from different angles, left many beautiful photos in this late spring. Unwilling to lag behind, we hugged peach trees and smelled the refreshing flowers, leaving a beautiful picture scroll.

In fact, mountains are not just peach blossoms. There are some tall pine trees and drooping bougainvillea in the peach blossom forest, and the whole mountain shape has become a patchwork landscape. Bougainvillea is also in the flowering season, and the branches are full of flowers: clusters of flowers are crowded with each other: white as snow, red as fire, pink as chardonnay, and countless petals are swaying in the wind. There is a branch sticking out of the grass here, and there is also a branch among the trees, which has covered the mountains and plains with colorful clothes of indigo naturalis. A gust of mountain wind blew and peach blossoms began to fall. Petals fall gently on our heads and shoulders. We can't help reaching out to catch the petals falling gently on the ground, with a touch of pity on our faces. In this case, I don't know whether people appreciate flowers or grow flowers.

We wander around the Peach Blossom Island at will, talking and laughing at will, or speaking out of turn, or praising this fairyland on earth. Sometimes I sit in the flowers and watch, and sometimes I climb high and overlook. I haven't been so close to nature for a long time. Suddenly there is a feeling of returning to nature.