Write a composition with the withering of a flower

1. Write a composition on the topic, and ask the master to give a material called 16 as the flower season. Maybe he only thinks about the beauty of 16, but you should know that 16 is the end of childhood and the prelude to youth. The teacher said that youth and vitality make our 16 as moving as a flower. So, I choose to be a tree. The trunk of this tree is straight. Does it make 16 a flower and 17 a withered flower? When flowers bloom, don't be grass falling with the wind. Marshal Chen Yi praised the pine tree and said, "The heavy snow has overwhelmed the pine tree, and the pine tree is tall and straight. If you want to know about pine trees and noble people, a tree is a spirit in people's hearts, a spirit that is not afraid of hardships, setbacks and hardships. However, maybe one day it will fall into the sea of Wang Yang without help. Why didn't you feel like a tree at that time? 16 tree rings are very strong. 16 is indeed a beautiful era. We can announce to our parents that we have grown up. On our birthday, we can also have another party with our classmates. The tree will be more upright. How will we treat life? What about beauty? If he is a towering tree in the sky, even if he is not as beautiful as 16 years old, do you still remember the mother's hope for her children in Little Tree of Life? She wants her child to be a tree when he grows up. He is an upright man. Trees have dense crowns, which make them cool in the hot sun. We are carefree and we are happier. Flowers will wither, even the most beautiful flowers will wither one day. He will become magnificent when he goes through his life. Once the storm comes, it is the beginning of life, that is, the end of flowers. Are we going to make the life of 16-year-old unable to withstand the wind and rain, and it is inevitable to cross the thorns? We are all 16 students. We can't just see the delicacy of youth. We should use our youth to hone ourselves more. He is a man who can benefit others. Although the tree was tortured in the storm for a while, when the rain cleared up, he was a depressed person. A person's life is bound to experience a muddy swamp. If he is still a flower in a flowerpot, the teacher asks everyone inexplicably: Why do you all like the flower season of calling yourself 16 years old? The students said that because there is a TV series with the same name, and it has been agreed.

2. With regard to the description of flower withering, the spring flowers came and the winter jasmine bloomed.

Looking from a distance, golden flowers form a beautiful "Milky Way", and a breeze blows, blinking like naughty stars, so cute! I approached the winter jasmine, looked at its petite flowers and smelled its faint fragrance, which was very comfortable. Its first flower is only as big as a banyan leaf, golden yellow, with eleven or twelve petals on the floret, which are divided into two layers, and a short tentacle on the stamen.

Suddenly, my eyes turned to a budding bud, yellowish and full, which was about to burst. At this time, I found an inconspicuous little bud next to it, which just popped up. It's as big as a pebble and very cute.

The bud is light green with a hint of tender yellow. Its branches extend to the ground like weeping willows, and people who don't know it think it is a willow.

Its old branches are different from its new branches. The old branches are dark green and have hung down for a long time. The new branches are tender and the green ones are not very deep. Some old branches also have tender leaves and buds, which are quite beautiful.

Ah, Yingchun, although you are not as magnificent as a peony or as gorgeous as a rose, you are willing to dedicate your short life to mankind and convey the information of spring to the world! You see, some winter jasmine flowers have withered and are waiting to be used as fertilizer for Mother Earth. In early spring and February, Baihua is still in a deep sleep. Yingchun sticks to her sincere responsibility and comes to the world like an angel, opening the vitality of youth and releasing freedom, simplicity and faith.

"Spring brings prosperity to everything-"I like this deliberately described sentence. Spring, like sunshine, air and rivers, has never taken anything from human beings, but has made some selfless contributions! After a spring rain, the beautiful winter jasmine blooms more beautifully. From a distance, flowers are like small speakers.

Look carefully, each flower consists of six petals with a thin stamen in the middle. Its color is bright yellow.

A gust of wind blew and there was a faint fragrance. When the spring breeze blows, the jasmine in spring swings its soft branches like dancing happily in the air.

(3) Primula is the messenger of spring, also called Primula. It is neither as red as a rose nor as yellow as a marigold.

Its small and exquisite appearance makes people love it. (4) The slender green wicker-like leaves of Jasminum nudiflorum hang down from the stone platform, and only the light green leaves as big as nails are scattered on both sides of the green leaves like firecrackers.

There are many unopened buds between the two leaves. Before long, the bud split and yellow petals were exposed from it.

Some flowers can't wait to sprout. The five yellow petals are so delicate that they seem to break when touched.

Petals surround two or three white stamens, and the tips of the stamens are stained with a lot of pollen. As soon as the pollen falls, it seems that it snows in droves. "sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic, ..." In the breeze, the green belt is connected with leaves and flowers, as if dancing for this beautiful spring.

(5) Its yellow flowers are so beautiful. You see, this flower is not big, only four or five petals. The branches of this flower are long and tired, and the branches are drooping. Beautiful petals stretch on the hanging branches, so much that they almost cover the branches.

Buds on the branches are in bud. What a beautiful combination of green branches and yellow flowers! Winter jasmine is not as gorgeous as Chinese rose, as attractive as jasmine and as colorful as chrysanthemum.

But it is not afraid of the cold and cold wind, and it is the first to report the coming of spring to people, adding golden luster to everyone.

Youth is a flower that never fades. Everyone is familiar with wearing epiphyllum in the composition of Class 8 of Xianyou Experimental Primary School! I think everyone must know its shape! But who knows it completely and has seen its flower shape when it blooms? This must be rare! Because epiphyllum mostly blooms at night, and it is very late, even late at night. It is rare to see how epiphyllum blooms, and little is known about it. However, I saw it one night last summer vacation and got a thorough understanding. That night, I heard from my father that the epiphyllum was about to bloom. I waited quietly on the balcony. Around 7 o'clock, it has opened a little, but the stamens inside are still clearly visible. I'm surprised. While complaining about why the epiphyllum blooms so slowly, finally, a delicate bud quivers slightly among the green leaves of kelp. The tube-skirt-shaped receptacle can't hold the white flower bud, and it gradually cracks. Snow-white petals peeped out from the middle of the receptacle. Then, bunches of beige stamens burst out slowly, and a columnar white stamen in the middle tilted high ... the epiphyllum opened! By the soft moonlight, I saw the white petals of Epiphyllum as jade, as white as silk and as light as silk. How charming, charming and lovely it is in the soft moonlight! Several times more than peony! I was fascinated by it. I heard my father say, "Epiphyllum belongs to Cactus, which is produced in Mexico and Guatemala in Central America. He was also awarded the title of' beauty under the moon'. " I heard my mother say, "Epiphyllum can be used to make soup. Although it is thick, it is especially beneficial to people with heart disease." I thought to myself, the epiphyllum is both beautiful and practical. I'm flattered ... while I was dreaming. What a beautiful epiphyllum! Beauty under the Moon, what a beautiful title. Epiphyllum, I will love you forever! Epiphyllum I used to be interested in seeing epiphyllum bloom with my own eyes. It is a fleeting beauty, but also a nameless sadness and tragic. Epiphyllum only blooms in the dead of night. In order to witness its precious moment, I waited quietly beside it. When the full moon was hanging in the sky, my eyes gradually blurred and I vaguely heard a sound. The voice is very weak and soft, like a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon and flapping its wings. "Pa ... Praseodymium ... Pa ..." I immediately opened my eyes, and I knew that the moment I was waiting for had finally arrived. I rubbed my eyes hard. Epiphyllum bloomed, delicate buds trembled slightly among the green leaves in the sea, and the tube-skirt-like receptacle could not hold the plump white jade buds and gradually cracked; Snow-white petals gently poke their heads out from the middle of the receptacle, one, two, three ... Then bunches of golden stamens stand upright, and a columnar stamen stands high in the middle ... The petals are separated layer by layer and open into a big round white flower. By moonlight, I saw its white petals are delicate and smooth, as delicate as white jade, so charming, so attractive and so lovely! Beauty is a lifetime of youth. However, this flower is different. Its talent and emotion are extremely secret. Therefore, it chooses a quiet night and disdains to compete with the world of mortals during the day. Its personality is extremely strong, it is elegant and unique, it not only deliberately escapes from the surrounding prosperity, but even despises the excitement and likes to be deserted. However, "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night." Its smile has gradually become difficult to last as white as a silver petal. Just vaguely revealed some charm. It no longer makes fearless nostalgia and struggle, but quietly leaves. I sigh it, I envy it, because it has come and gone brilliantly. Life is really like this! Many glorious times are like a flash in the pan. At the moment when the flowers bloom, I have no idea that I will open again, wander in my dream again, and I don't know that I am in my dream. Only when I wake up from my dream and the flowers fade can I know the past. Life is short, and we shouldn't waste every bit. The quality of life lies not in the length, but in the thickness-this is the true meaning of life.

4. Please write an article on the topic of a flower in life [train of thought analysis]

The answer is as follows.

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Life is a book, and every word in the book is a flower in life. We may receive such "flowers" every day in our lives, or we may give them to others.

Once upon a time, I saw a teacher who went out early and came back late, and his tired face was intertwined with a rainbow-like smile. Teachers don't find life boring, but bathe in the morning breeze and sunset every day and spend every day happily. At this time, I remembered a famous poem by Li Shangyin: "Spring silkworms should be woven until they die, and the wick should be drained by candles every night."

A flower in life is a relief when you are busy.

Once upon a time, I met three flower pickers. Two of them are sad, and the other one is running happily among the flowers. I went over and talked to one of the girls with a sad face. The flower picker said, "Yesterday's flowers have withered, so I have no intention of picking flowers"; When I asked the second flower picker with a sad face why she didn't pick flowers, she said in dismay, "I'm waiting for tomorrow's flowers." At this moment, I don't need to ask the third flower picker, because the answer is already obvious.

A flower of life is the unremitting pursuit in the struggle.

Once upon a time, I saw a cadre working in a poor mountainous area. Seeing his dark face and thin body, I couldn't help asking him about his life, but he smiled and said to me, "My life is not bad, I don't worry about food and clothing, and I live very well." This reminds me of a poem by Fan Zhongyan: "Worry about the world first, and enjoy the world later."

A flower in life is a kind of dull happiness.

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A flower in life is an innocent fairy tale; A flower of life is a drama with ups and downs; Life is a flower, a tortuous novel; A Flower in Life is an elegant and leisurely essay. A Flower in Life is an ancient poem with profound implications. ...

Fate can deprive you of noble power, but it can't have the power of your life.

Only when we are broad-minded, will our life have vitality and flowers; Only when there is a vibrant flower in our life will things around us become more and more radiant!

Remember: when you give someone a rose, there is more fragrance in your hand.

Friendship is a flower that never fades. There is one of the most beautiful voices in the world, and that is the mother's call.

-inscription and travel thousands of miles, mother worries. No matter where you are, my mother's heart will always be with me. This heart is my yearning for you, my concern for you and my incomparable love for you.

I clearly remember the instructions at school. My mother took me to the kindergarten to register. Seeing that my classmates are having fun, I can't help but want to play with them and go to school together. I am very happy that I can go to school after signing up. My mother came to me and said, "Don't fight with classmates, study hard."

"hmm." I give a simple answer.

However, my mother left, so I went to talk to my mother right away. My mother told me that this is a school and I can't let my mother accompany me. Seeing my mother leave, I began to cry for no reason. This is the first time I left my mother.

Later, my mother picked me up from school, and I felt the warmth of my mother and family for the first time. I can't live without my mother at any time.

Careful education My mother is my first teacher, and she has a great influence on my education. She taught me how to be a man and how to study ... especially in life, she taught me very hard.

I once played with a friend, and got into a fight with a partner for something. Because I was old, that partner didn't fight for me and went home crying. Later, when people came to me, my mother was very angry and twisted my meat with her hands. I cried too. My mother won't let me cry and asked me to apologize to my partner.

I cried and said, "I'm sorry." Mom, let me be clear. I said it several times.

Afterwards, my mother came to me and said, "What can't I do? Didn't I teach you to fight with others? " You and I don't want you to be wronged.

Watching my mother leave, my mother came over and said to me. Once I played with my friends.

We should remember every concern of our mother. "Mother's Missing" You live in that other country, which is your mother, my good mother.

Motherly love is a flower that never fades and is happy. Later, my mother and this heartache, love.

How much your mother has done for you is your mother. Every child is a flower of the motherland, and you can't be accompanied by your mother. There is the most beautiful voice in the world wringing my flesh with your hands, because I am old. My mother's heart will always be on me afterwards, and I will never forget my mother.

No matter where you are, kindness and courage to survive, you go home crying and learn to be tolerant. "People can't ungrateful, someone will wipe it for you. Relying on knowledge, my mother is also happy and the hope of the motherland. Let me apologize to my partner for your pain. "

Mom asked me to make it clear, but mom left. Mom was very angry! Mom: "What can't I do? It doesn't fade in winter, and it gets more and more every day. " Pear: "sorry, I'm going to have a good time with my mother and see my classmates." My mother will talk about me. So we should study hard now. This heart is thinking of you. We fought with a partner for something. Study hard, how to study … especially as a person. My mother will take me home after school.

This flower has a mind. I clearly remember what I said at school. That was my concern for you. This kind of flower can stand the test of wind and rain, which makes my mother fall soon.

However, only by loving you more can I repay my motherland in the future. "You wronged tears, fight with others, my mother won't let me cry.

This is mom, and my heart hurts. "My simple answer is that I have feelings. It's from my mother. I want to repay my mother. My mother took me to the kindergarten to sign up. I can't help but want to play with them so that I can go to school. She always thinks of my education.

This flower is us, wisdom. ""well! The sweetest words that people's lips can say, going to school together, this is the first time I left my mother. "

Didn't I teach you when you cried? I work hard for you. No matter in spring, the flowers in China don't live on soil and water: "Don't fight with classmates, I feel the warmth of my mother for the first time.

After registration. "No matter how rich you are, she is very attentive to my education.

I cried and said that I was very happy to bring happiness and happiness to my mother. Do something for my mother? You should learn to be modest. Why not make my mother happy? Other flowers live on water and soil, and I am in tears.

You are happy, Lily. The injustice you have suffered is like breaking your mother's heart: the ingredients of flowers that never fade. There are many flowers in the world that never fade: "You should know your mistakes, and some people cry. My mother says this is a school, and some people are worried. In the face of difficulties, it will never lower its head. It has the courage to try anything and has a great influence. I began to cry for no reason. -Inscription and travel thousands of miles, mother worries; The most beautiful call, my mother began to worry about you. "

Mom's heart will live on you forever? We can go home with a smile every day. She taught me how to be a man, and that partner didn't argue with me. I have said it several times since the day I was born.

We'll talk about it later. I can't live without my mother at any time. She works hard for you. "

My mother also told me that Xia should be used to admit mistakes; You are wronged, son, you are lying in that hospital bed! -At the end of the article, the title is Class 9, Grade 2009, No.7 Middle School, Zoucheng City, Shandong Province. My mother's heart is also crying, and the family is warm and smiling. Careful education My mother is my first teacher.

This flower is different from other flowers. No matter how old you are, people will find it, but there is one kind of flower that will never fade, and that is our parents' education and peach blossom.

6. About "Love, a flower that never dies" 400 words of love, a flower that never dies.

What is the most beautiful flower in the world? Is it a fragrant rose? Pure lily? Or a dignified peony? I said, this is love, and that is a flower that never fades.

Xx is a lively and cheerful girl. She always wears a sports suit, a pair of sports shoes and short hair, and lives like a tomboy. Don't look at her fooling around However, when things happen, she always keeps her promise.

It was the night before my birthday. I invited xx to my birthday party. She said, "I will go out to study for a day tomorrow, but I will definitely attend your birthday this afternoon." After listening to xx, a stone in my heart was finally put down.

The next day, I called home and her grandfather answered. Grandpa said that xx hasn't come back yet, and told me to wait. Put down the receiver, I'm a little disappointed. Seeing that the birthday party is about to start, xx didn't come, so disappointed. I was so frustrated that I sat by the phone waiting for xx's call. After a while, the phone rang. I grabbed the phone and heard xx panting: "I just finished class and am on my way to your home." Hearing this, I happily ran downstairs to see xx.

Standing at the intersection, I saw a figure running in the afterglow. Sweat fascinated her eyes; Her steps also look a little tired. Yes, she is xx. She is coming to my house in a hurry. Looking at her running figure, I have an unspeakable feeling. At this time, xx has stood in front of me with a big smile and said, "What, do you think I'm late and unhappy?" ? I want to give you a pen container. Do you like it? "Xx is like a magician with a pen container in his hand. I nodded hard and smiled at her. Although xx has been smiling at me, I can see the apology and fatigue hidden on her face.

Love shines on the earth like sunshine, carries mountains and rivers like the earth, purifies people's hearts like mountains and rivers, and makes people have a clear conscience and an open mind. Let's hold the position of love and laugh at the gorgeous bloom of love!

7. Help me write a 600-word composition flower, the theme is (a flower in life), which always represents the beauty in people's hearts, "You are as beautiful as a flower" and "You are as brilliant as a flower" and so on. There is also a flower in my heart. She is the flower of friendship between people. Just like a flower, it is in bud at first, then beautiful and brilliant, then withered and withered, and finally melted into the soil. My friendship is like the flower I said.

The first time I saw her, "Hello, are you XX? Your position is here. " She nodded shyly. Over time, we became inseparable, talking and laughing, sometimes holding hands, sometimes patting our shoulders, and the flowers between us bloomed brilliantly. I once had a corner of my mouth with her, because sometimes we disagreed and had some contradictions. We had a cold war for a while, but during that time, I was very ill, but she risked being punished by the warden and sat with me in the guard room waiting for my parents to pick me up. As time went by, I became anxious when I watched the second hand and minute hand beating. I tried my best to get rid of her, but she was as stubborn as a stone and had to wait until my parents came. The weather is fine. She was not punished. Only then did I understand that "falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more." When I thought she would leave me, she had quietly blended into my soil and cultivated a new generation of flowers.

He and I are new acquaintances, and we had no feelings for each other at first. "Happy New Year." He held out a hand, smiled at me and said, I held out my hand and returned the gift generously, "Happy New Year." At first, I always felt a little awkward. In this way, we had a topic, and talking and laughing became a routine. He is not feeling well, I say hello, I am not happy, he comforts. We don't know when a beautiful flower bloomed in our friendship. But I'm a junior. I don't know what flower it is. I don't know how to blossom better and what I need. That's it. I seem to be poisoning it every day, but I don't want it to die like this. I don't know whether this flower will eventually blend into the soil, but I will try.

No flower is evergreen, only hope it can bloom better.

8. A withered morning glory composition doesn't like the original morning glory so much, which gives birth to unlimited interest.

Ye Shengtao, a famous writer, not only wrote the famous essay "Morning Glory", but also likes to plant morning glory in the yard. Rural people seem a little partial to morning glory.

I don't know what's going on, but several morning glory trees grow every year. Is the morning glory, a rural immigrant who just moved into the city, a reptile? It not only grows morning glory, but also draws morning glory. Since I saw the morning glory as big as a bowl of plum blossoms and Mr. Baishi wrote poems, I really saw the morning glory in the city, which I met in Nanyang last year. Although Nanyang is not a metropolis, there is still hope for a bumper harvest of autumn grain.

Farmers can adjust the planting proportion according to this special omen of morning glory, so as to obtain a bumper harvest. The slender vines rarely see morning glory on the balcony. However, climbing up regardless of anything is a hobby.

After all. When you are a bull, you can say that you are from humble origins.

Ancient literati rarely recited this. Morning glory, as the flower of many fragrant countries, also has many red and purple flowers, which are very beautiful. Many farmers like to plant a few trees in their yard, just as many farmers don't keep dogs to look after their homes, turning pigsty into a small garden.

In our place, morning glory is not called morning glory, only a few songs. Modern literati have a special liking for morning glory, and the ratio of two heads and one head can predict the bumper harvest of summer grain and autumn grain, loofah and other vegetables.

I happened to see a resident's yard, which is close to the gable, and called the morning glory the second ugliest. Of course, it is said that morning glory can predict the harvest of crops.

The morning glory bud has two heads. Pumpkins and loofahs have yellow flowers, and morning glory has blue flowers. The summer harvest is expected. On the contrary, when there are more single heads than double heads, there is a charm. At that time, I thought, this family, the morning glory is just an ordinary wild flower, a small flower and grass that the flower fairy inadvertently left on the earth, leaving it scattered on the roadside and in the fields. In my opinion, they live in Nanyang. They are nobles, peonies and chrysanthemums: "A hundred bowls of morning glory are big, and I haven't dreamed of Meijia for three years."

His painting method of safflower and ink leaves, a few strokes, is Qi Baishi, a master of Chinese painting. Next to my pigsty, there is a row of oak shelves, which describe the grand occasion of morning glory: "In the morning, thousands of morning glory look up at the same time, often telling children that it is poisonous and will cause diarrhea when eaten."

It may be called morning glory around the mouth, so it is also waste utilization. I'm idle anyway. Several morning glory trees were planted in the yard, which added a little bit of life and a single heart-shaped leaf. On their balcony, there are some famous flowers and grasses, not for viewing. Black is called black ugly, and beige is called white ugly, which is a kind of Chinese medicine. People there think Erugly is a laxative. Mei Lanfang, a famous Peking Opera performer, likes to plant morning glory, which is a very popular small flower.

Perhaps, a blooming morning glory is mostly blue in color. This is a sea of flowers, and this is a spectacular painting. "

To tell the truth, they planted morning glory. I'm afraid there is another meaning in planting morning glory in rural areas. I planted a morning glory.

It's probably May, which is the season when morning glory is in full bloom. We don't call it ugly, we call it morning glory. In my opinion, people call it "two ugliness".

City people, that is, most of them are nobles. They should not take a fancy to the rustic morning glory, but actually keep the pigs out of the fence. Every spring, some pumpkins are planted at will, and the petals bloom, and the signal of charge is sounded together, scattered on the wall of the courtyard.

So, but its efforts are so helpless, it still looks petite and weak. In the early years, I read an essay by Guo Moruo, climbing on all the stems that can be attached, such as daffodils and orchids. It is unwilling to be at the mercy of fate, and the vivid form of morning glory is vividly on the paper.

In fact, Erchou is the seed of morning glory, and those who call it Erchou are all elderly people. When we were young, we didn't call morning glory morning glory. We wanted to get ahead and hold morning glory after morning glory. I haven't seen a morning glory, let alone a million morning glories in Qian Qian.

The spectacular morning glory that Mr. Guo Moruo saw is now gone. I even have a little doubt that Mr. Guo Moruo really saw morning glory in a sea of flowers, which is also a medium-sized city with lush green leaves and very bright flowers.