This morning, there was a science class, and the teacher told us to bring flowers. I brought a carnation.
When I came back from recess, a classmate accidentally dropped my flowers on the ground. I quickly squatted down and gently picked up the flower, only to find that it was broken. At this sad time, a new hope appeared in front of my eyes-there is a bud on the stem! I put the stems and flowers in the drawer ... I have a science class. I put the stem in someone else's water bottle, and the falling flowers were observed and recorded.
After school, I gave flowers to others, hoping that he would be happy. Holding the remaining flower stem in his hand, Mr. Liu saw it and asked, "Why are you still holding this empty flower branch?" It doesn't even have flowers. ""Of course, but please look at it and Xiaolei! I hope it can produce the most beautiful flowers under my careful care. " I said with a smile. My mother is waiting for me at the school gate. I gave the stem to my mother. My mother gave it to the trash can without looking. I quickly said, "There are buds on it!" "Mom listened to, so we have to pick it up again. When I got home, I immediately put the stem in the vase and then did my homework.
Small flowers are also life. Love life, no matter how small.
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Carnation, a flower full of blessings, every petal is full of gratitude, making people happy and warm! At the bedside of a hospital patient; On the teacher's desk; On the coffee table at home, it can be seen everywhere, even in the flower shop where flowers are in full bloom, it is still dazzling!
I like carnations, so in festivals such as Women's Day and Teachers' Day, carnations have become a part of my festival! I bring cheap but meaningful carnations into the hearts of people I love, and bless everyone with carnations! The stems of carnations are so thin that they seem to break when touched. Its petals are wavy, like waves after waves. Its fragrance is refreshing and gives people incomparable relaxation and freedom. Carnations come in many colors, red, yellow, pink and white, but no matter which color is not inferior! At the same time, I hope its fragrance will spread all over the world, so that everyone can live easily. I also hope that its petals will be scattered everywhere, so that its blessings will fill everyone's heart!
I like carnations. I use them to repay my parents' love. I use them to express my gratitude to the hardworking gardener. I use them to spread sunshine blessings to the whole world!
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There is a ray of sunshine shining through the morning fog. Women's Day came quietly. I got up quietly, picked up the money under my pillow, and walked out of the house softly for fear of disturbing my sleeping mother.
I ran into the flower shop in the bright morning sunshine, looked at the carnations with dewdrops shining on the petals, and bought a bunch without hesitation. On the red and yellow petals, dewdrops are playing naughtily, rolling like pearls and shining with charming light. I think: Mom will be very happy to see this flower.
I came home excitedly with flowers and a bouquet in my hand, and stood there waiting for my mother to wake up. After a while, there was movement in the room and my mother got up. When she opened the door with a squeak, I immediately offered carnations in my hands, and my heart was pounding like a rabbit. I said shyly and intimately, "Mom, I love you! Happy holidays! " My mother was stunned by my sudden behavior. Xiu Xiu stood there, then looked at me with those kind eyes and said nothing for a long time. I thought: Mom forgot to have a holiday! I quickly said, "Mom, happy March 8th!" One word woke the dreamer, and my mother burst into tears. She looked at the beautiful and lovely carnations, and then looked at me sweating. After receiving the flowers, he held me in his arms and said happily, "Son, you have really grown up, and mom loves you." Mother's voice is trembling, and her eyes are tears for you.
This incident, a ray of sunshine came in and shone on my mother's withered hand. What kind of hand is that! Wrinkles are like cobwebs, not as soft and white as before, but as abrupt as dry old bark. That's because these hands never stop day and night. How many days, she used these hands to wash clothes, cook and wash dishes; How many sleepless nights, she used these hands to thread the needle for me. Just like one day in 12, a pair of satin hands changed, all changed. Day after day, through hard work, I was molded into an innocent big child and built a warm and happy home for me. I don't want to repay my mother's kindness to my upbringing. My whisper "I love you" is nothing; It's okay for me to make my mother happy once. Even if my mother is so happy every day, it is just a bunch of spray in the vast sea, a basin of clear water in the Yangtze River and a leaf in the dense forest!
Ah! Motherly love is like a big umbrella that covers the sky, sheltering me from the wind and rain; Motherly love is like a ray of sunshine, warming my little heart; Motherly love is like a spring breeze, gently smoothing the wounds in my heart.
A thousand words can't describe my inner feelings. My mother suddenly kissed me on the face, which made me come back from my happy reverie. I saw my mother smell the sincere flowers of her daughter, and she was so infatuated that her mouth turned up and her sweet smile overflowed. Time froze at this wonderful moment, and the hearts of mother and son melted into the fragrance of carnations.
In the quiet cabin, there is the fragrance of carnations and a deep affection.
2. The composition describes the appearance and survival of carnation flowers. 300 snowflakes are flying in the air and fall on Santa Claus's beard. Santa Claus smiled and said: winter girl, make a wish. Miss Winter stretched out her cold hand: I want a thousand-year-old carnation to be inserted in front of the patient's bed, so that the candlelight of life can shine in the dark-to welcome every dawn. At this time, snowflakes covered the whole cliff, just like a lighthouse, standing in the night.
What is Acacia? I see the clarity in the sky and the white clouds in my hands. I put you on the stars and dreams. Whoever approaches, spring dances around him, and whoever leaves. Only autumn in the north is empty. Your blue color deepens your eternal lovesickness. This is a flickering carnation. Acacia is the calm of the endless sea. Quiet makes people lazy, such as satin. They don't want to relax the waves for a moment. What kind of tenderness has the boat added to you? What is Acacia? I just looked at it curiously and dared not touch it.
The branches of carnations are dark green. Flowers will grow bamboo-like parts every ten centimeters or so. Two sword-like green leaves protrude from the protruding part. At the top of the flower branch, there is a receptacle with six leaves, holding the flower tightly like a palm. The palms of these branches are covered with flowers of various colors. Red, yellow, pink ... I like the one with red inside best. Yellow petals, surrounded by pink edges, dyed by rainbows, flushed all around. Its petals are very bright, and the middle petals are smooth and delicate. Stamens are sandwiched in the middle, like the tentacles of a butterfly. Stretch lazily. Carnation gives off a charming fragrance, which reminds me of a kind of honey water I drank when I was a child.
3. How to write the composition of carnation? 100 word secondary carnation is a flower full of blessings. Every petal is full of gratitude, which makes people happy and warm!
At the bedside of a hospital patient; On the teacher's desk; On the coffee table at home, it can be seen everywhere, even in the flower shop where flowers are in full bloom, it is still dazzling!
I like carnations, so in festivals such as Women's Day and Teachers' Day, carnations have become a part of my festival! I bring cheap but meaningful carnations into the hearts of people I love, and bless everyone with carnations! The stems of carnations are so thin that they seem to break when touched lightly. Its petals are wavy, like waves after waves. Its fragrance is refreshing and gives people great relaxation and freedom. Carnations come in many colors, red, yellow, pink and white, but no matter which color is not inferior! At the same time, I hope its fragrance will spread all over the world, so that everyone can live easily. I also hope that its petals will be scattered everywhere, so that its blessings will fill everyone's heart! I like carnations. I use them to repay my parents' love. I use them to express my gratitude to the hardworking gardener. I use them to spread sunshine blessings to the whole world!
Write a fairy tale composition with stones, streams, wild flowers and carnations. I like this topic very much. I wish I had such homework or exams when I was at school.
Why not use your imagination? Write it yourself. But because I like this topic so much, I can give you some inspiration:)
That small stone is the incarnation of the general who died 2000 years ago. The days of blood spill have given him so many honors, but they have also squandered the happiness of his life. Just before he died, he turned his head and saw a river of blood. He thought, when I was a child, I was silly and played with my sister in a shallow stream. I never thought I would die in a pool of blood. In the afterlife, I would rather be a stone in a stream, so that my heart will always experience purity and peace.
A young passer-by picked up the stone. He made a gesture of throwing forward. He wants to practice his projection skills. "Should I aim at the small wildflowers in the distance or the carnations beside them?" He asked himself. Wild flowers are in front of carnations, so it is better to throw them at carnations farther away. In this way, he will throw this stone into the stream.
What he didn't know was that the little wild flower was a little girl who had always loved the general deeply 2000 years ago, and carnation was the ex-wife of the general. The little girl once said to the general, "In the afterlife, I just want to be a wild flower by the stream, guarding you. I can't be your wife in this life, and I want to continue my relationship with you in the next life. " The general's wife said to him, "I want to be a gentle and beautiful carnation in the afterlife, and we will be together for three lives."
Whose side will the thrown stone fall on? The stone slipped from the young man's hand. He is begging the young man, "If you are an angel sent by heaven to help me fulfill my promise in my last life, please don't throw my fate out easily." You have to think about who I should be with in this life. . . . . . "The young man picked up the stone and felt that the slide just now seemed a little reluctant. But he picked it up again. He aimed at the flower, that is, the flower, and threw it out.
5. Sacred carnations. With the spring breeze blowing, it is another Mother's Day. Pink carnations are full of warmth, and even my thoughts melt into them, drifting into those unforgettable years.
The difference is that this year's carnations are particularly beautiful. Because I made it myself.
Pick up the square crepe paper at hand, gently roll it from the upper left corner to the lower right corner, and the branches will be fine. Then, I cut the other three square pieces of paper into two rectangles along the center line; Now it's six rectangles. Six rectangular pieces of paper are stacked together and folded along the ravine line like a folding fan; Then do a good job of binding the "branches"; Finally, slowly turn the petals up layer by layer; In this way, pink carnations were born.
I picked up the carnation in my hand and studied it carefully-pink petals, tender yellow stamens and green branches and leaves. When these colors are combined, there is an indescribable brightness and warmth.
I gave my mother beautiful carnations, and she was very happy. I look at the flower and my mother. I think my mother is like a flower, just like that beautiful carnation. Mother put carnations on the bed and kept my blessings in her heart.
Mom said that she suddenly felt like a carnation, wearing bright red clothes, standing in the sun, dancing with the spring breeze blowing. Birds fall from the sky, singing beautiful music. Earthworms drilled a small head from the soil and told a touching story. . Mom smiled, so did I.
The flower language of carnation: enthusiasm, love, warm blessing, kindness, greatness, sacredness, sympathy, empathy, sincerity and yearning. Mother's sacred flowers brought us blessings and conveyed our hopes. Carnation tastes very special. Some are antique, some are novel and pleasant, and some are the scent of sperm whales. Although the flowers I made have no fragrance, although they don't look so realistic, I convey the most sincere feelings.
This is the most precious.
6. My Favorite Flower [My Favorite Flower-Carnation Composition]
On the vast and beautiful earth, there is a beautiful flower country, and the flower country is the flower country. There are many flowers in it, such as orchids, sunflowers, peach blossoms, roses, flowers, flowers. My favorite flower is my mother's carnation, my favorite flower. In the hot May, many flowers have faded slowly, but carnations are like a energetic little girl, dancing happily against the summer breeze. Carnations come from as far away as Spain. It belongs to Dianthus, which has more than one hundred varieties and many colors: red, yellow, pink, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, yellow, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red. Carnation is a mother's day flower. I love mothers all over the world, and I love my own mother even more. According to legend, 1906, an American lady's mother died of illness, and she was very sad. Her mother likes carnations that bloom in May best. Carnations have dignified, kind and elegant connotations. My favorite flower-carnation composition was written in the first grade of primary school. So she proposed to the local * * * that the second Sunday in May be designated as the day to commemorate her mother. Later, the president of the United States thought it was a good thing, so it was handed down all over the country. On Mother's Day, everyone will send their mother red carnations and tell her: Happy Mother's Day! Carnation is the gentlest, kindest and warmest blessing that all children in the world give to their mothers. I really want to say loudly: "I love carnations, and I love my mother more!" " "My favorite flower-a 450-word composition by carnation pupils (/)
7. My favorite carnation composition is spring, and all kinds of flowers are competing to open and compete for beauty.
In this spring season, the flowers on my balcony are blooming. My favorite flower is carnation, because carnation can produce petals of two colors. The branches of carnation are as tall as bamboo, and the dark green leaves like grass have no veins and bend down one by one.
Some buds on the branches have just emerged, some are budding, and some are already in full bloom. Carnations in full bloom have purple and white petals.
Its petals are stacked one by one, and the stamens in the middle are dotted, which looks like flowers dancing from a distance. There is also a carnation with only half a petal, which really looks like a shy and beautiful little girl.
Carnations should be planted in dry air, well ventilated and sunny environment to avoid high temperature and humidity. The highest growth temperature is 18-25 degrees.
Carnations need a lot of fertilizer, so they can be watered once a week. As long as we take good care of carnations, they will produce beautiful flowers.
8. Flower composition about carnations 600 "Hook yourself, never change for a hundred years, it's a dog cheating. . "Don't you understand such a simple truth? Or have you forgotten, but I really really don't want to forget.
The leaves are yellow and green, and the wind rises and falls, and we grow up inadvertently. This year we are 14 years old, but the distance between us seems to be 14 light years. This friendship doesn't seem to stand such a test. It is often said that if you sow a sincere heart, you will reap friendship like water. It seems that God didn't give me such a favor. September six years ago was the beginning of a mysterious autumn. I'll transfer to your side, and the surrounding environment is so strange. I began to pay attention to you, and you gradually paid attention to me. Finally, we held hands and spent this autumn with a happy mood. In the next four seasons, we lived so full and comfortable. I can't help but feel that it is a fate that we can get to know each other, and it is a rare tacit understanding to know each other.
However, I hate you, and I hate why you ruthlessly pushed down the long-standing wall built in my heart. Yes, at the moment I entered junior high school, the moment I couldn't find your name on the placement list, the will between us has been slowly shaken. No matter how I try to keep you, you still leave without looking back. At first, those notes filled with your familiar handwriting encouraged me; The phrase "hello" when we met also comforted me; But now, passing by, your old smile disappeared in front of me, and we all played the role of strangers. Being concerned is a kind of happiness. Being noticed is a kind of possession, but have you ever felt happy? Do you understand my feelings? Do you still remember all the promises we made at our alma mater? Whenever I see you so happy now, I feel that I am wrong and there should be no hatred in my heart. I am willing to bless you all the time, really!
I want to send you a flower, a yellow carnation, because its flower language is a long-term friendship. I hope it will never fade. When you are unhappy, it will remind us of the past.
9. The composition describes the appearance and survival of carnation flowers. 300 snowflakes are flying in the air and fall on Santa Claus's beard. Santa Claus smiled and said: winter girl, make a wish.
Miss Winter stretched out her cold hand: I want a thousand-year-old carnation to be inserted in front of the patient's bed, so that the candlelight of life can shine in the dark-to welcome every dawn. At this time, snowflakes covered the whole cliff, just like a lighthouse, standing in the night.
What is Acacia? I see the clarity in the sky and the white clouds in my hands. I put you on the stars and dreams. Whoever approaches, spring dances around him, and whoever leaves. Only autumn in the north is empty. Your blue color deepens your eternal lovesickness. This is a flickering carnation. Acacia is the calm of the endless sea. Quiet makes people lazy, such as satin. They don't want to relax the waves for a moment. What kind of tenderness has the boat added to you? What is Acacia? I just watched curiously and dared not touch the branches of carnations, which were dark green.
Flowers will grow bamboo-like parts every ten centimeters or so. Two sword-like green leaves protrude from the protruding part.
At the top of the flower branch, there is a receptacle with six leaves, holding the flower tightly like a palm. The palms of these branches are covered with flowers of various colors.
Red, yellow, pink ... I like the one with red inside best. Yellow petals, surrounded by pink edges, dyed by rainbows, flushed all around.
Its petals are very bright, and the middle petals are smooth and delicate. Stamens are sandwiched in the middle, like the tentacles of a butterfly.
Stretch lazily. Carnation gives off a charming fragrance, which reminds me of a kind of honey water I drank when I was a child.