Yang Shu writes a composition.

1. Composition about Poplar There is a big poplar tree on the playground of our school. It is tall and straight, with lush foliage. It takes four or five students my age to hold it up.

In spring, poplars germinated, and the trees were covered with caterpillars the thickness of fingers, which fell down in a few days. Some naughty boys used it to scare our timid girls, saying that they were all "caterpillars".

I like poplars in summer best, because the leaves of poplars become bigger and greener, and the canopy of poplars is flourishing, like a huge green umbrella. The leaves are beautiful. Green leaves sparkle in our eyes. It seems that there is a new life trembling on every green leaf. At this time, we are happy to jump rubber bands, hit sandbags and jump rope under the tree ... we have a good time! That's because there are big poplars to shelter us from the wind and rain and the sun!

In autumn, poplar leaves gradually turn yellow, and a gust of wind blows, and poplar leaves fall from trees one after another, just like thousands of yellow butterflies flying in the sky. We happily picked up the leaves. Some students use them to pull out old poles, some as bookmarks, and some as specimens.

In winter, all the leaves of poplar trees have fallen, and poplar trees seem a little sad. However, after a snowfall, the poplar statue was covered with a silver fur coat, which was beautiful and elegant. I really like it!

I love you! Beautiful tall and straight poplar! You are the pride of the school!

My family has an acre of land by the river.

Because there are more sand and gravel, it is prone to floods and has been confiscated for several years. My parents decided to plant some poplars there, and our whole family agreed.

So, digging holes, planting trees and watering, the whole family is looking forward to planting trees every day. After years of careful care.

Poplar is thick and tall now. What a thick poplar! Each one is as thick as a bucket! What a tall poplar! It looks as high as four stories! What lush poplars! Beautiful as flawless jade! In spring, young leaves grow on poplar trees of all sizes.

Those leaves are so green and fresh, as if they were oiled, which makes people look very comfortable. In summer, poplars grow luxuriantly, and dense branches and leaves cover the sky.

Time flies, under the scorching sun, only a little light can be cast under the poplar. This has become the best place to enjoy the cool.

Old people came here to chat and play chess with benches and cattail fans. My uncles and aunts also rushed here to read newspapers and discuss ways to get rich. Even those playful children come here to study and do activities, which makes them feel particularly comfortable. The autumn wind blows.

Fallen leaves are flying in the forest. We danced and clapped our hands and shouted, "A group of yellow butterflies are coming!" " "The yellow leaves are gone, and there is a thick layer under the tree, which seems to be covered with a huge sponge.

It's loose and soft to step on, but it's comfortable to roll on it a few times! I only knew that poplar leaves were rotten to the ground before, but I didn't know what the use was. Today I noticed that it can be used as fertilizer for other trees! In winter, the cold wind is biting, and poplars stand proudly, waiting for the arrival of spring.

I love my poplar.

Write a composition about poplars. Whenever I stand in front of the window, I can always see tall poplars outside the window. At that time, my mind will be full of imagination.

In spring, poplars gradually shed their listless yellow windbreaker and put on dazzling green skirts. Spring breeze is like a gardener. When he sees rows of poplars growing high or low, he will cut them everywhere with shiny scissors, as if designing beautiful clothes for poplars and showing different weather. Gradually, under the pruning of the spring breeze, every poplar tree looks strange.

In summer, poplars stretched themselves, but the more they stretched, the more impatient they became. The skirt has become bigger and more beautiful. Under the guidance of dance teacher Xia Feng, poplars danced in beautiful skirts, one after another. Finally, every poplar tree can jump out of a unique dance. Now, as long as Xia Feng gives the order, poplars will dance together.

In autumn, poplars don't want to leave leaves on themselves, so they ask their flying teacher Qiu Feng to teach them to fly. Under the careful instruction of autumn wind, every leaf has learned to fly. Gradually, the leaves left the embrace of mother poplar and began a long journey. The leaves fly higher and higher until they can't see each other. But the leaves are all concerned about their mother, hoping to "turn into spring mud to protect flowers."

In winter, the branches of poplar trees have no leaves and are covered with snowflakes. This scene, poplar will always remember. Because this scene is extremely romantic. At this time, the biting winter wind became the benefactor of the poplar. Pieces of snowflakes fall, although romantic, but the snowflakes themselves are cold, they will fall on the poplar, bringing cold to the poplar. As soon as the winter wind blows, snowflakes fall from poplar trees like another light snow. At this time, the pain of poplar was relieved.

Poplar shows its most beautiful side in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

4. Composition about Poplar (300 words) 30 Poplar My hometown Suining is located in the northern Jiangsu Plain, where the Yellow River once flowed. The fertile soil belongs to sandy saline-alkali land, which is a good place for poplar to enjoy family happiness.

There are the most poplars in my hometown. Standing on my upstairs, I can see the tall and graceful figure of poplars everywhere. Trees are lush and rolling, winding like mountains and green barriers.

The poplars there are decades old and need some children to hug them. Some are just trees, some are just babies, just like an endless family. Poplar trees in my hometown are the most beautiful. Its leaves turn from black to green, and its hands feel smooth and delicate, like a clear spring pouring out of the ground, and like a soldier dressed in green, guarding the frontier of the motherland.

No other tree can compare with it. Walking on the forest path, rows of poplars look like Wolong.

Close look, like handfuls of big umbrellas, shelter us from the wind and rain. The use of poplars can be great! Thick branches can be used to make furniture, which is both strong and corrosion-resistant. Its branches and leaves can purify the air, and green leaves add a little color and beauty to nature.

Dense leaves become good materials for farmers to cook in autumn ... I love poplars, their elegant appearance and selfless dedication.

My hometown-Wuxue is located in the north of the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River. The scenery here is particularly charming. The spacious street is lined with trees. If you come to my hometown, you will be fascinated by this charming scenery. The most memorable thing is that Yang Shulin and Yang Shulin are shelterbelts along the Yangtze River. This Yang Shulin is a small world, a world of old people and children, which brings us great fun.

In spring, everything begins to wake up, the spring breeze awakens the flowers, the flowers spread their smiling faces, the spring breeze awakens the grass, and the grass rubs its newly opened eyes. Under the breeze, the grass swayed and danced. At this time, many children are flying kites here, and in this laughter, spring has quietly passed.

In summer, it is too hot, so people usually don't go out during the day. In the evening, the old people enjoy the cool in the poplar forest, listen to the chirping of cricket, watch flowers dance, smell the fragrance of grass and talk about the land. Some say news, some say grandchildren study and other housework, and some say buying a house or something! They talked and laughed and forgot to go home. What about those children? They are all playing games, some are jumping rubber bands, some are playing hide-and-seek and some are playing chicken with an eagle. ...

Summer has just passed, and Qiu's mother is busy dressing the tree in golden clothes. Looking up, it looks like a golden ocean. As the autumn wind swept away, the leaves fell one after another, some dancing like butterflies, some spreading their wings like orioles, and some spinning like dancers. The ground is covered with fallen leaves, like a thick golden blanket.

In winter, it is even more fun. When it snows, some children have snowball fights, some push snowmen ... very happy.

Yang Shulin in our hometown, like a skilled magician, constantly changes all kinds of flowers and trees all year round, giving us beautiful enjoyment at all times.

A few days ago, several workers transplanted several pine seedlings and poplar seedlings to the foot of the mountain. In a few days, the little pine trees and poplars grew up slowly. They don't need others to water and fertilize, but they break through the ground with tenacious vitality. A few years later, the small pine trees and poplars grew up slowly. Growing up, they were very close and never quarreled.

One day, a bird flew to the little pine tree and asked the little pine tree, "Little pine tree, have you made any contribution to people?" The little pine tree said, "Is it for people?" Do it when I grow up. "What's the matter? If you think so, I can't help it. I can't wait for the bird to finish. Poplar said, "Sister Bird, I am willing to contribute to people. The little pine tree is too ignorant. Everything helps to grow. I want to convince the little pine tree. " After that, the bird flew away with a smile. Poplar patted the pine tree on the shoulder and said, "Little tree, our lives are given by others, so we must contribute to others, do you understand?" The little pine tree ignored it.

That night, it was stormy, and the roots of poplar trees had already been deeply rooted in the soil. However, the small pine tree has long been complacent and has not taken root firmly. The wind blows them, the rain hits them, and the young poplars hold their heads high and indomitable. However, the branches of young pines and young poplars were blown off and remained on the ground. Poplar said Komatsu should refuel and not fall down. Then the little pine tree suddenly realized, and said, "You are right, little poplar. You must contribute to people. " The little pine tree can't stand it, and the branches and leaves tortured by the wind and rain fall off. This poplar is safe and sound.

A few days later, the remaining small pine trees are about to grow. Poplar said, "Brother, you finally realized."

7. April poplar diary is about 400 words poplar.

Poplar, an ordinary plant; Poplar, a magical creature.

Someone planted some poplars opposite my house. Everyone expects them to grow up. They really lived up to expectations, and after a month's hard work, they all grew green branches. In the morning full of hope, crystal dew playfully rolls on the emerald leaves of poplar trees, just like countless green princesses holding crystal balls, which is very beautiful; In the sunny noon, young poplars are full of energy, and the leaves creak in the wind, just like many green soldiers, constantly conveying water into the air and blocking the sun. On cool and silent nights, poplars constantly purify the air for us, so that we can have a good sleep. Poplar never gives in in the strong wind. They put their roots tightly into the ground, and the green leaves formed by water block the dust in the strong wind and prevent the dust from polluting our living environment.

I love poplars, and I love their charming green leaves. I like their straight and seamless trunks; I love their tall and beautiful figure; And I love them for never giving in to the enemy and silently beautifying the beautiful spirit and noble quality of the world.

I love you, Poplar.