Excellent composition of Baicao Garden

The Herb Garden written by Lu Xun is a place that many people yearn for. There are countless inspiring stories and scenes here. The following is an excellent composition I compiled for you, hoping to help you.

Herbal Garden (1) Excellent Composition The spring breeze blows away the budding flowers on the branches, so that they can welcome the flaming sunrise. In this beautiful "Herb Garden" in Sucheng No.1 Middle School, we are like flowers full of vitality, winning the final bloom with our youth and sweat.

"Peach blossoms bloom first in spring, and no one can see them clearly." The garden is full of spring, and the "Herb Garden" is a vibrant scene.

The beauty of the strange rocks and rockeries in the "Herbal Garden". Pieces of strange stones are clever and stable as Mount Tai; Some are grotesque and extremely strange. You see, that strange stone named "Daixiang" spreads its wings slightly like an eagle, eager to fly. Doesn't that represent us who are ready to fly in the sky? Look at that unknown stone hidden in the grass. "Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently." Praise the teachers for their spirit of teaching and educating people and silently contributing. And a touch of grass next to the strange stone makes it quieter and more peaceful. Look, the rockery is undulating. From a distance, you will know that it is abrupt and dangerous. Close up, it is even more steep, with a taste of broken ridges and steep cliffs. This is a warning to us: the unknown road is not smooth, and we need to cross obstacles with diligence and sweat to realize the happiness of success.

There is a stream beside the rockery, which is crystal clear. There are often fish swimming around together, which makes the water tremble slightly, just like the slightly rippling patterns on jasper, which is particularly touching. The stream at dusk is as quiet as a mirror, reflecting the beautiful sunset and the fiery sunset. "hey." I don't know which naughty boy dropped a stone and there were ripples on the water. The sunset disappeared, and so did the sunset. Their colors merged into a mottled palette.

"Waiting for the east wind will always be spring." Colorful, "Herb Garden" not only has a wide variety of flowers and trees, but also makes people shine.

It is the wisteria in the corridor that gives off purple light. From the inside out, it looks like a fresh and elegant curtain; From the outside to the inside, just like a waterfall, it constantly exudes unrestrained charm. In hot summer, we can enjoy the cool under the protection of wisteria. The fragrance is overflowing, which can relax the mood.

Maple leaves are as red as fire. Through the maple leaves, a corner of the campus appeared before our eyes. Pieces of red maple, blurred boundaries, like a flowing flame.

It's a banana that is about to drip. In the hazy rain, bananas stick out their tongues leisurely, exuding the vitality of life. The fragrant smell is full of rain and refreshing.

"Herbal Garden" has not only beautiful scenery, but also touching human feelings. In the sports field, we unite and cooperate, adhering to the spirit of "friendship first, competition second", sweating heartily on the sports field, and neat shouts resounded through the sky.

In the quiet classroom, the students are writing questions seriously. Suddenly, the silent air flowed. The teacher walked slowly to the podium, and the loud voice immediately filled the whole classroom: "Class!" " "The students looked at the teacher in unison, and the teacher looked at the students as if they were their own children. The warm sunshine shines on teachers and classmates, and also in our hearts. No words are needed at this moment. It's beautiful. Good.

My "Herb Garden" is a colorful home in my heart. The trees that are about to drop green, the flowers that are shy to say, the breeze blowing on the face, the fragrant flowers are intoxicating; Teachers and students respect and love each other, and students are United and friendly, sincere and pure, touching.

I still remember when I was 9 years old, my mother said to me, "Feifei, my father is taking us to Zhongnan White Grass Garden ..." Before my mother finished, I couldn't wait to ask a lot of questions. Where is zhongnan baicao garden? Is it beautiful there? Is this an entertainment paradise ... Mom said, "You will know when you go!" " "

We rode horses and talked and laughed all the way to the beautiful vanilla garden. It's spring in March, the season when all flowers are in full bloom, and all the birds are singing together. The beauty there is what I expected. There are all kinds of things that can be played: swinging, stepping on sticks, water polo, riding horses and so on. Let's go, let's go. We came to a Okawabe and saw that there were only 18 copper coins in the water. We tried to walk over and say, "That's fun!" I said in surprise. We walked past 65,438+08 copper coins and came to the river bank. Looking into the distance, we saw one golden chrysanthemum after another, falling on the earth like the drizzle of a spring girl. At this time, it reminds me of "Painting Chrysanthemums" written by Zheng Sixiao-flowers are not in full bloom, and independent hedges are not interesting. It is better to hold incense in the branches and wait for death than to blow it into the north wind.

Is this poem beautiful? Suddenly my father said, "Did my daughter see that big water column in the middle of the water? Is there an island next to it? Living there is a mandarin duck. Good-looking? " I looked in the direction my father pointed, and it was a mandarin duck. They are beautiful. I finally saw Yuanyang with my own eyes. I almost fell into the water in surprise. Some mandarin ducks frolic in the water, and some float leisurely and quietly on the water, which is really enviable.

We jumped all the way to the swing, but unfortunately others beat us to it. But just looking at it is also very enjoyable. Finally, I begged my mother to help me swing higher and higher. I want to fly like a bird.

The vanilla garden is crowded with people! My parents and I are almost crushed. Before we step on the bars, there are all kinds of bars, countless bars! I feel uneasy. What will happen if I am not careful? I'd better be careful Step on something simple! I chose the simplest piece of wood to calm my heart. I screamed with fear when I stepped on the wooden bar. My second foot went limp, so I walked over in horror. So tired!

Every interesting place has left us a cheerful figure. How about it! Our family of three lives. All right!

This is a small garden, which used to be grandpa's backyard. Because I am old and weak, it is useless to put it for a few years. The garden is next to the cultivated land in the village, and the endless fertile loess supports the distant mountains and deep forests. It should be surrounded by blue sky and white clouds, and the distant mountains are close to the water. In spring, green shoots sprout on the earth, rivers thaw, mountains turn green and the earth is full of vitality. In midsummer, the straw is swaying on the yellow carpet, the stream is running, the green hills are covered, and thousands of businesses are doing business. Autumn has come, gold and Huang Cancan are in the field, yellow leaves are in the water, and autumn hills are bleak. In winter, the loess is desolate for thousands of miles, the frozen rivers, the snow-capped mountains are all wrapped in silver. The scenery outside the park is like this.

Turn to the garden, and the other is the scenery. Although it is an adobe fence, it is rigorous and compact. Taking wood as the door, there are various peach symbols, which reveal the tradition of Chinese civilization. From the gate, there is a straw shed in the west, full of straw, which is the "staple food" of livestock. As for the east, it is the home of farmers' helpers. It's not spacious here, but it's already a warm home for them. Although the garden has been put on hold for several years, it has everything it needs, and it is full of peasant flavor.

In the depths of the garden, there are many big trees, lined with trees. From the edge to the middle, the rows are close, evenly arranged and have a sense of neatness. Among the trees, there are apple trees, plum trees and peach trees, all of which are gorgeous. Apple trees are always shy dolls. The bigger they grow, the redder their faces become from green. But I just like this red color, so I often play with it and dance with it among the branches. Those bright fruits are hanging high on that plum tree. How can I climb up, my child? How can it be difficult to get me? I found an iron net, bent it into a bowl, tied some wire on a wooden stick casually, and was in a hurry to pick up those "fat dolls". But this skill is not good, the damage is much less, and the workmanship is poor, so the tool has long been broken. It is also my fault that I am not strong-willed. Seeing this, I will stop. Needless to say, peach trees, that is, my naive pastoral fun when I was a child, fell into this simple farm garden.

This is my vanilla garden. Although there are no herbs, it contains happy memories that I will never forget.

(4) When I left my grandmother's house, I walked three or four hundred meters to the east, turned into a farmland, walked several tens of meters along the field path, and entered a small forest. There were fewer trees to the west, revealing a golden world. There was my "Herb Garden".

Childhood left its mark here: several slender trees were twisted and low; Several green shrubs; The beautiful flower Shimada Hanzo is in the green plush; There are thick golden thatch and mountains of golden thatch that cover this land. It's all beautiful scenery, not to mention the streams hidden under thatch all over the ground. I don't know where it came from, and every time I go to find the source, I will end in failure. The stream seems to appear out of thin air and its source can't be found. It is even more said that it flows to the place. But I am sure that this stream is natural, because the water is sweet, clean and clear. Small streams of water flow through the rocks at the bottom of the river, but there have been no small fish, which once disappointed me, but it doesn't matter, there are other small creatures here.

Ordinary little girls don't like insects, but I'm different. I like these friends who share happiness with me very much. In the morning, when you pull open a leaf, you can see that round, red little thing-ladybug. They are very small, about the size of a thumb sleeve. They have a semicircular head with two small horns on it. Their shells are red and look very smooth. There are seven black spots on it neatly. I never touch them, but I still have my way: shake the leaves up and down or blow a few breaths at them, and these little guys will spread their little wings under their shells and run away quickly. But I will fall on the golden thatch and laugh for a long time. After dinner in the evening, I leaned against the thatched mountain and listened to the Zen concert. Occasionally, the frog's "goo goo" accent or "haw" accompaniment came from somewhere. The stars and the moon in the sky are the lights on the stage, reflecting the dim light, but I can't see those musicians.

Throughout the year, winter and summer are not allowed to go because of the weather, and autumn and spring are the best times. I go there every day. It seems to be my exclusive place. It seems that no one has ever been here, so I amused myself. Climbing the thatched mountain, I didn't climb it and fell down; Then roll on the thatch, hit a few times, and the clothes are thatched; Pick some flowers and say goodbye to my head, and then I want to climb those "crooked neck" trees. Once, I spent a long time in the water for a beautiful stone in the stream, and my clothes were all wet. Fortunately, it was late spring and the weather was warm, otherwise you would catch a cold.

It is here that my "Herb Garden" disappeared with the change of my hometown, but the wonderful childhood and memory it brought me will remain in my heart forever.

I heard from my father that Shaoxing is Lu Xun's hometown. The winter vacation the year before last, I clamored to go to Shaoxing to play.

There are so many places of interest in Shaoxing. We went to Zhuge Bagua Village. This is the place where Zhuge Liang's descendants lived. We also went to Shuanglong Cave. Grandpa Ye Shengtao wrote about Huanglong and Qinglong, but I couldn't find them anywhere. We went to the teacher's hometown, Wuzhen, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. Dayu is a great hero of water control, and there is a huge statue of him on Huiji Mountain. We also went to Lanting where Wang Xizhi often works and saw his unparalleled calligraphy works. I was also deeply moved by the love story between Lu You and Tang Wan in ShenYuan.

However, my favorite is the Herbal Garden in Lu Xun's former residence.

Dad said, "Today, I will take you to see the former residence of Lu Xun, a heavy smoker." Because my father is a heavy smoker, I am particularly interested.

Dad told me that Lu Xun was actually great. Chairman Mao said that he is the backbone of the nation. I don't know what is the backbone of the nation. My father explained it to me, but I was still at a loss. However, this doesn't affect my love for the Herb Garden. Dad told me that the Herb Garden was the place where Lu Xun played when he was a child.

The grass garden is full of green Shanghai green, which is bright and dazzling in the sun.

Several tall acacia trees stand proudly, rising above the high wall and reaching the blue sky. Chimonanthus praecox in the garden is in full bloom, golden, Huang Chengcheng. Sitting on the stone bench under the acacia tree, my mother told me a legendary story of a hundred herbs garden.

Once upon a time, there was a scholar reading in his room. He heard someone calling him outside the window. He should be a cry. Looking up, it was a beautiful woman. After a while, the beauty disappeared. Later, an old monk said to him, "You are evil. You should be possessed by a beautiful snake. " The scholar was scared to death. The old monk gave him a box to put on the pillow. At midnight, the beautiful snake really came again. A golden light flew out of the box. After a while, Jin Guangfei came back. The scholar asked the old monk, "What is that?" The old monk said, "That is a flying centipede. It took away the beautiful snake. "

Because of this interesting story, I fell in love with the Herbal Garden.