Grade five, book two, composition of oranges and flowers, 200 words.

The orange flower is small and white, and the stamen is pale yellow, like a shy little girl. Every April, when the orange trees are in bloom, I walk on the path or the edge of the field in my hometown, and a gust of wind blows. The fresh and natural fragrance of orange blossom will make me intoxicated. There are naturally many orange trees around my grandparents' house. I can reach out and pick one from grandma's balcony to smell it, and the fragrance of orange flowers will also float into the room.

When it smells like orange blossom again, I can't help thinking of my late grandfather. Today is also the day when my mother took me to visit his grave. Two days before Tomb-Sweeping Day, I stood in front of the grave with a bunch of chrysanthemums in my hand and asked for a long time, "Grandpa, did you have a good time in heaven?" I really want to hold a handful of hometown soil and pick an orange blossom from my hometown for you to smell. But our hometown has been abandoned because of the construction of the Three Gorges Dam, and now it has been flooded. After two months, the water level will rise to 156 meters. The former home has become the Dragon Palace, realizing the wish of leaving Pinghu in Gaoxia, which is also your old wish. I think you will forgive me for not bringing you flowers from my hometown, hometown.

Looking back, my grandfather worked in a small town not far from home, that is, doing rural work, and he was also a big official in this town-the secretary of the town party Committee. In order to make the farmers in a town in Qian Qian get rid of the hat of poverty and backwardness and embark on the road of prosperity, he devoted all his efforts to the farmers before retiring, and then put his mind on his home after retirement. Fortunately, there is a capable grandmother at home. When I was a child, I liked to play at my grandfather's house, because there were many good fresh fruits and dried fruits in my grandfather's house or peanuts, sweet fruits and corn bubbles made by farmers, which didn't seem to break all year round, and because my grandfather lived in a quadrangle, several families and many children, it was very lively. I spent weekends and holidays there. Grandpa who retired at home took the lead in planting many landscape trees in the small village where he lived. First, he cooperated with Three Gorges immigrants. Second, he can generate income and get rich. Because many new towns need to be relocated, a large number of landscape trees are needed to green the new towns, and many citrus reticulata need to be transplanted to high slopes, which also requires a large number of small orange seedlings. So my grandfather planted small orange seedlings in front of and behind his house, grafted them in the second year and sold them in the third year. Also rented the villagers' idle land to plant landscape trees, and many units came to buy them one after another. In this way, my grandfather became rich in a few years. When I was a child, I was very interested in everything the Foreign Affairs Office did. I followed my grandfather's tandem running and admired his personality and hard-working spirit.

I like a small tree called dog orange planted by my grandfather best. This kind of young tree is mainly planted for grafting navel orange trees. The grafted navel orange tree not only has a short growth period, but also produces navel oranges with good taste and large fruit. The villagers call it the first generation navel orange. Small pomelo can also be used as a landscape tree, or as a kind of golden fruit with skin, but the pulp is not delicious and will lose teeth when it is sour, but the skin is sweet and hemp, which can stimulate appetite and can be used as a Chinese patent medicine. Its shape is like citrus, but it is much smaller than citrus. It is very beautiful, and its flower fragrance is similar to orange blossom. There has always been such a small grapefruit on our balcony that we can't smell it. There is also a special tree in my grandfather's house, which few people have seen. This tree is a grapefruit tree. Because it was left by the seniors many years ago, it is not very delicious, but it is quite high. Boys in the village often climb up to play, and I can climb up to play. Grapefruit is quite big, but because it is not very delicious, it can be hung on a tree for people to enjoy all year round. It was not until the next year that all the pomelos fell. My grandfather dropped all the tender branches of this pomelo tree, leaving only some main stems, and then bought delicious Shatian pomelo branches, navel orange branches, orange branches and touch orange branches ... it seems that five kinds of branches have been grafted on it. The next year, the trees were covered with all kinds of solid fruits, which attracted many people to watch. Every kind of fruit is delicious and beautiful. Unfortunately, it has sunk to the bottom now.

The rich grandfather didn't forget the villagers in his village. He recruited villagers to learn skills and taught them how to graft oranges and how to manage them. I remember that there are two poorest villagers in my hometown, and my grandfather funded them to study abroad, which just brought them all to the road of prosperity. Now their lives are thriving. Grandpa once helped us when we visited his grave two days ago. A villager named Haiwazi gave him a treasure.