The sentence describing the beautiful wild rose 1 1. Looking at the beautiful wild rose, I seem to have become a little wild rose, dancing with my sisters in the breeze and showing people our unique beauty with a smiling face. Although we have thorns, we are also beautiful. Ah! I'm not a rose, I'm looking at a rose!
2. There was a bunch of wild roses, surrounded by lilies of the valley, and the first pink flower came out. Flowers with dewdrops dance with the wind and smell fragrant.
3. Although the wild roses beside the yard are not so luxurious, the winding vines and light makeup flowers are poetic enough; There is also the fragrance of Sanskrit "Xiangyun undresses, leaving a lingering fragrance in January". The breeze blows gently, overflowing the courtyard and the whole house, which really makes people linger for a lifetime.
Maybe it's because the courtyard is deep. People who love flowers come to see the early blooming roses before they can enjoy them. Some are busy bees and beautiful butterflies on blooming rose stamens. Wild roses in full bloom, under the caress of the spring fairy, hug and squeeze each other one by one. The love between butterflies and flowers, even the swirling wind, has become very colorful.
5. The flowers in the garden are full, and the door frame of Uncle Bookstore is covered with wild roses; Pink flowers with green vines are very beautiful. I like the elegance and exquisiteness of this flower, similar to roses; But the flowers are not big, and there are many petals, which are tightly crowded together. ; Entanglement with ivy, easy-going attachment with walls and doors give people a feeling of being so beautiful, gentle and elegant.
6. Clusters of wild roses, which bloom on the particularly green and velvet-thick leaf walls, look like gorgeous brocade from a distance. Brilliant and unusual, a thriving scene.
7. Pale pink, clusters snuggle together. On both sides of the aisle, extending from one end to the other, like a beautiful palace, surrounded by pink flowers. I remember when I first came here, the green painted iron fence was bare, with only a few dying branches on it. Now it is green, and pink flowers are scattered among the leaves, interpreting the fairy tale of spring, which is warm and romantic.
8. Passing through the downtown area, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the green belts on both sides of the street, and the roses were in full bloom and continuous; Pink, quiet, purple, enchanting, red, unrestrained roses, far and near, so dazzling; Some people can't stand the lonely smile, some people hang their eyebrows, some people sit proudly in the noise ... staring, looking back, intoxicated, clusters of beautiful and charming scenery remind me of you, my forever stranger.
9. In the flower beds of the garden, roses have a "position"! You see, the wild rose with red and white flowers "settled" on a green branch. In layers of delicate and pure petals, there are many pale yellow stamens, showing a vibrant scene! Look at the delicate flowers, so full and full of maturity. Like a lively and lovely elf dancing on the branches and leaves.
The leaves of these roses grow very luxuriantly. Small leaves are as big as my nails, and big leaves are as big as butterfly wings. Clusters of fluffy balls crawled out of the dense branches and leaves, and my mother said they were buds. Can they produce beautiful flowers?
1 1 When the roses in the yard are in full bloom, the wild roses are growing and crawling all over the house, moistened by dew and bathed by the sun. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song in the distance, soothing my slightly ignorant heart.
12, oh, it's a white rose, blooming one after another, each flower depicts a brilliant youth, each petal stretches out, and the air is filled with the pure joy of a kiss from the night elf. In the early morning of May, I met a white rose, clean and bright, just like our light and thick lush years.
13, raindrops hit the river, and the calm river jumped like a hornet's nest. Silver flowers, sparkling, beating pearls, dazzling, beautiful raindrops hitting the river, the calm river beating like a hornet's nest. Silver flowers, sparkling and dazzling. Look, the river, why is there a small figure beating?
14, at noon one day, the roses were in bloom. On a layer of oval green leaves, dozens of small flowers, red flowers and pink flowers are scattered. The newly opened flowers are as gorgeous as the morning glow and so eye-catching on the green leaves. In our quiet home, it aroused surprise and admiration.
15, I opened the window gallery and my eyes were stunned by the roses on the opposite wall. I have never seen such a gorgeous rose blooming so early. It is dazzling pink, like a charming flower curtain, hanging from the wall, with no beginning and no main root. There is only a faint light pink eye shadow on the whole courtyard wall. When the spring breeze blows, clusters of crowded flowers seem to be whispering, singing, laughing and whispering. It seems that every minute, it continues to increase its fragrance.
16. There is a large area of wild rose in the back wall of our hospital. In spring, the yellow branches are full of bright red leaves. A pinch can squeeze out a lot of green water, and soon the bright red leaves will turn green. In the late spring and early summer, after a silent spring rain, many pink, red and white roses are full of vitality, colorful and colorful, with different postures, some graceful, some thoughtful, and some hold their heads high and colorful.
17, I completely fell asleep and was intoxicated by this flower! Roses gather together, singing and dancing. They seem to be thick springs, flowing out of the flower beds, fluttering and fascinating. Wow; A burst of fresh fragrance comes to the nose! The smell permeates the whole campus, which is great! Ah! Another fragrance, accompanied by the cool breeze, came at me. Flooded me, surrounded me, and soaked my heart!
18, this sunny morning, the roses are blooming brightly and densely, covering the whole courtyard wall and my whole heart, and the fragrance is overflowing.
19, clusters of wild roses are in full bloom. There are buzzing bees in and out of the petals, and butterflies fly around leisurely, like a faint gouache, sunny and warm. Wild rose is not as delicate as cherry blossoms, noble as roses and holy as plum blossoms, but she is tenacious and charming, and is the crystallization of rose love. It is known that roses have long thorns. Under the protection of green leaves and thorns, can she not be charming?
20. Bai Yutang is free from vulgarity. She won't envy the wealth of peony, the delicate beauty of rose, or expose herself to the sun all her life, but show herself alone, regardless of gain or loss, honor or disgrace, regret, freedom and ease.
2 1, Bai Yutang is really breathtaking and fascinating, but she can control herself and won't be coquettish because of her beauty. Like roses and Chinese rose, she is a gentleman in flowers, and she is covered with acupuncture. She always uses this armor to defend her dignity and show her personality, which makes her far behind and daunting.
As soon as I entered the yard, I was greeted by a blooming rose. Those wild roses have covered one side of the courtyard wall, and the courtyard is decorated with colorful flowers under the embellishment of green leaves. At this moment, I am deeply attracted by the incomparable beauty brought by this beautifully decorated rose. I silently admire nature, my creator! It was you who gave me a visual feast and benefited my feelings a lot.
23. "People are just without desire." . In the Song Dynasty, Li described Bai Yutang's character like this: "Jade girls use green curtains to make up their faces, and powder to make up their faces; It's not too late for spring, so I'm ashamed to be seen by everyone. Hands break soft branches, and thousands of pieces of snow fly. " Yes, all the flowers are blooming, only this wild rose is late, quietly blooming its own beauty, gentleness and tranquility, calmness and calmness, whiteness and beauty, tenacity and loftiness beside the silent yard.
24. Roses belong to Rosaceae. Its leaves are oval and its flowers are red, white, dark pink, yellow and purple. Wild rose, full of fragrance, fresh and tangy, makes people relaxed and happy. No matter who it is, it will be a wonderful enjoyment.
25. In spring and summer, when I go back to the countryside, I will see wild roses from time to time in Tanobe by the mountain road and in the courtyard wall by the river. There are pink, milky white, goose yellow, golden red, purple and black, with many branches, different colors and shapes. "Rare things are precious", it seems that she is not a beautiful flower, but in my heart, Bai Yutang is unique beside the yard of my hometown.
The second sentence describes the beautiful wild rose: whenever you are at the campus gate, you can smell a fragrance. It is said that roses represent beauty, and beauty is at the gate of our school.
In the early morning, spring is all over the earth, and the roses are set with Phnom Penh. Seen from a distance, it looks like a little pink star. Up close, dancing freely like a fairy. A sudden gust of wind, the boat carrying my thoughts, landed on the spring breeze, drifted into the clear stream, drifted into the Woods and drifted into people's hearts. In the sun, it is more like a butterfly with wings wrapped in clouds.
In the afternoon, the sun is scorching the earth. Some roses open their arms, pour out their fragrance and sunbathe, while others want to see the world with a pair of small eyes.
Here, roses are here when they are in full bloom and here when they are withered. Dust to dust, dirt to dirt, why is it willing to stay here for a lifetime? Because it loves this land deeply. ...
The third sentence describes the beautiful wild rose: the sunset reveals its last glory in the sky, and the wild rose also blooms with unique beauty in the afterglow.
Look, the wild rose is like a dancer, performing a beautiful dance for us with the admiration of other flowers. Smell, a "postman" with pollen and fragrance showed us his fragrance; The smell is intoxicating and haunting.
Delicate and smooth, it feels like clean silk, which makes people want to leave this place with roses in the afterglow for a long time.
"The maze is boundless, the heart of the rose, and the rainy night is self-evident." Roses in the rain are no worse than others. When a drop of water came to it, it was wrapped in petals. When the weather is fine, expose the dew on your body and let the "gems" play in the petals.
Everything has its beauty. If you appreciate it from different angles, you will get different beauty, and so will roses.
The fourth sentence describes the beautiful wild rose: the thick fragrance of flowers, with the fragrance of leaves and earth, floats everywhere. This is the wild rose at the school gate, which seems to have brought us into a fairyland and is beautiful.
In the early morning, when we walk into the campus with our schoolbags on our backs, we will find that there are crystal clear dewdrops on the wild roses, and the crystal white is fascinating with a touch of pink and plum. Dewdrops rolled on the petals, like ants on hot bricks. When you turn around here and roll there, the roses look more and more beautiful. Dewdrops dye roses more crystal clear, bright and noble ... giving people a hazy and mysterious dream with endless aftertaste.
At noon, the scorching sun, Bai Yutang seems to be rotten. There are some cracks on the edge, and it is yellow, which seems to be out of harmony with its own pale pink. However, the appearance of a bee in the flowers makes this mismatch instantly beautiful. Draw a few black lines on the pale yellow coat, and the diligent bee will start a "small activity" between it and the rose! Bees collect honey diligently, and wild roses provide nectar in a friendly way ... this seems to add a lot of vitality to roses!
One after another, intertwined, but extremely clever. Compared with the rose next to it, it is almost delicate, but it does not lose its temperament. That unforgettable color, that pale pink is pale white; The intoxicating scene, the vitality given to roses by bees, is unique. ...
Isn't this the beauty of roses?
I don't know when the wild roses on campus began to open, and it seems that they are blooming their lives in various postures. Every color is explaining colorful life. Just like our youth, it should be full of surprises, colors and courage.
Sometimes it rains, the petals are knocked down by raindrops, fluttering and swaying, full of free and easy, and sometimes the flower bones that have not yet opened are more beautiful than the blooming roses. Look, wild roses of all colors have fallen on the crystal dew. Approached, ah, lovely bugs crawling on the petals, adding a little color to the beautiful rose. Look again, some flowers and bones are in full bloom under the moisture of rain, which is beautiful.
Sometimes the sun is shining, and the wild rose is particularly dazzling and beautiful under the sunshine. A breeze blew, and the roses fluttered with the wind, suddenly forming a sea of flowers, surging and beautiful!
This is the rose of our school. Its beauty is unique and endless. ...
The sixth sentence describes the beautiful wild rose. Seven flowers live with a good reputation and are honored as guests because of their fragrance. Bai Yutang autumn wind, thorns full court, you know. Fortunately, the warm spring is still there. ...
In the early morning, the sun is shining, standing in the distance, you can see a red sea of flowers, which seems to be surrounded by pink clouds and attracts attention. I walked into the sea of flowers. This picture full of roses is a world of flowers. Pink and white flowers, lined with long vines, add some luster to our already beautiful campus.
A wall of flowers and leaves danced with the wind, with a faint fragrance, pulling my heart. Such a magnificent style, such a scene on campus, how spectacular.
Every time after school, there are always clusters of Bai Yutang crawling out of the iron bars outside the school. They are fragrant and charming, like a gentleman in a flower, shining and thriving.
In this way, Bai Yutang decorated our campus and my wonderful childhood. ...
The seventh sentence describes the beautiful wild rose. There is a wild rose near the school wall, some are pink, some are white, and some are white and pink ... After school, I am always attracted by it and can't help but slow down.
From a distance, it looks like a handkerchief with patterns all over the wall, which sets off the outer wall of the school so luxuriantly. Seen from a close distance, the beautiful wild roses in full bloom are like a beautiful pink skirt.
I was curious to see some sparkling liquid in its flower heart. Maybe it's nectar, otherwise, how can bees keep flying among flowers!
Although I like white roses, my mother likes red roses. She once praised the red rose like this: "Jiangnan in May is full of flowers and colorful petals under the hedge." What a good poem!
Whether it is a proud red rose or an elegant white rose, it is so beautiful!
Describe the beautiful wild rose. Roses represent romance and purity. There are roses in our school, red, pink, light pink, purple and light yellow. ...
Early in the morning, the dew of the past rolled around on the wild rose, and the crystal dew rolled around on the wild rose, just like playing with a ball. At this time, Bai Yutang became very moving, like a pearl, more beautiful than the crown worn by the queen.
At noon, Bai Yutang was set off by a crimson round thing, covered with golden pigments. At this time, Bai Yutang still remained noble and polite, welcoming every student who entered the school with that unique and charming gesture.
At night, wild roses are covered with Xia Hong, which is a gift from the sun. At this time, Bai Yutang was written by Du Mu: "The Stone Family is still in Jinguan, and it is not collecting the wind at night."
"Call back the afternoon pillow and hurt the spring dream, and go down to Bai Yutang." In the beautiful Bai Yutang, everything seems inferior. This kind of beauty can't be taken away. It stays in your own paradise, and the beauty of roses will last for a long time. ...
The ninth sentence describes the beautiful wild roses. In the early morning, clusters of wild roses bloom gracefully on the dazzling green wall like green velvet.
It was a little cold at that time, and there were a few lovely drops of water on the wild rose. Isn't this "Bai Yutang is full of bamboo shoots, and it will be safe for a few days", and those small drops of water, open their eyes and look at this beautiful world. The stems climbed up the iron railing one by one, and the flowers blossomed one by one.
In the evening, a touch of sunset glow shines on the iron railing, and the white and thorough wild rose is also dyed with a touch of purple. Birds in the sky, teachers in a hurry and students after school are all dyed red by this sunset glow, and roses are the most dazzling among them. It is red, gorgeous red; It is pink, and pink is pleasing to the eye; It is white, white and bright, how intoxicating!
At night, the bright moon hangs in the night sky, and the unique moonlight shines on the earth and guides people. The moonlight coated the rose with a layer of silver frost, just like putting on a white gauze and a white skirt.
Rose is an elegant girl in the sun and a noble and beautiful lady in the moonlight. It is really mysterious!
The description of the beautiful wild rose has a beautiful name-happiness, growth and enjoyment, but here, I have a beautiful name-rose.
I think the wild rose is the most beautiful flower in the world. The taste of roses is a little sweet and numb, like eating cold chewing gum. Some wild roses are wearing gorgeous dresses and seem to be going dancing. Some wild roses wear simple and elegant clothes, but they radiate charming light; Some Bai Yutang is lively and lovely, like Cinderella in fairy tales, and some Bai Yutang is gorgeous and noble, like a star in Bai Yutang.
Who dares to come out to play in such a hot day? It's either cicada or bird. But the rose in hot weather is also trying to open and bloom its beautiful dress. Looking at the thick pink and light pink wild roses, it seems that the sky has been dyed pink.
The sun shone on their cheeks and seemed to have a little smile; A gust of wind blew, and the flowers on the branches danced, with mottled spots and thin petals. Glittering rain beads with sparkling fog seem to cover the earth with a layer of white gauze.
It's raining, but the wild rose is still trying to blossom. Raindrops lie in the arms of roses. Look again, its color has been dyed into raindrops, and raindrops have turned pink. After a while, Xiao Yuzhu slipped down from the flower bone and gave him a bath. The wild rose blooms in the rain like an elf. From the perspective of the earth, it is getting more and more exciting in the rain.
"Crystal curtains are fluttering in the breeze, and roses are fragrant." Gao Pian's artistic conception is no different. This kind of beauty is-roses!
The sentence describing the beautiful wild rose 1 1 The school wall is covered with beautiful wild roses. Every time I go to school and pass by that fence, I can always smell the intoxicating flowers.
The pink petals of wild rose are like layers of love. Its leaves are serrated, and there are many red thorns on the green stems, which are sharp and stinging to the touch. I really wanted to pick some flowers and take them home to study, but I immediately gave up the idea and looked at the beautiful wild rose quietly.
Suddenly, a lovely little bee flew in, only to see it get into a half-opened flower, stop on the stamen and tirelessly collect honey. Look, what a charming scenery!
Wild roses make our campus more beautiful: the breeze blows and they dance; A fragrance came to my face, just like a lady wearing perfume.
I am quietly addicted to it. ...
Wild rose, you are unique and beautiful, red, pink, pink and white. ...
Several dewdrops slid on the petals. Suddenly, some petals fell from the air and hit the flowers. Dewdrops merged into a big drop of water, shaking the body and being shaken off by wild roses.
In the sunshine, white roses stand out. They sway slightly in the rain, flashing white light, like stars in the grass. Some roses grow on the roots to hold up a flower umbrella for insects to escape from summer.
In a blink of an eye, it rained harder and harder, and the insects hid under the flowers. The wind blows east and west, and the wild rose swings left and right with the wind. Sometimes, in order to avoid some raindrops, Bai Yutang has to dodge from side to side, with his head down and his feet up. If you are accidentally hit by raindrops, shake them a few times at most, or drop a few petals, but they will never break.
It is so beautiful, but elastic, what a strange plant!
The sentence describes the beautiful wild rose 12 in April, and the school flower is a beautiful scenic line.
Look! Those green branches covered the fence, which seemed to be covered with a green coat. The branches are slender and stretched into the distance, with many oval leaves strung on them. Some of those leaves are light green and intoxicating, like newborn babies; Some are already dark green and dark black. The edges of the leaves are serrated, which makes the leaves more lovely. Those pink multi-flowered roses are in full bloom in this dense green bush. Clusters, clusters, pressing on the branches.
Bai Yutang was packed, as if whispering. They are small groups, like family and friends ... some are flowers and bones, just like green leaves wrapped in a precious pearl. Some flowers are in full bloom, and the yellow stamens are surrounded by layers of petals, like a lovely little girl raising a bright smiling face.
A gust of wind blew, and Bai Yutang swayed gently, as if dancing, and as if nodding and smiling at us. A gust of wind, petals falling, like a pink carpet on the ground, there is a faint fragrance in the air.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Ah, what a relief! No wonder it attracts us!
This is really "the spring garden can't be closed, and ten thousand roses are out of the wall"! I love this beautiful campus and the wild roses in April!
The sentence describing the beautiful wild rose 13 Wild rose, near the outer wall of the school, is colorful and full of roses, as touching as ink painting.
On a sunny day, under the sunshine, the wild rose is pale pink, deep red and light yellow, shining with dazzling light. Some petals are flat and dry, but they can still smell the fragrance, which makes people unconsciously think that there is a rose fairy in front of them, which is very beautiful! That's great.
After the rain, every petal of the wild rose has a small round dew, which is as bright as many friends playing.
Suddenly, a different color appeared in your sight, and even the small puddles on the road reflected this unique wild rose. This flower is unique among all flowers. Yellow is light yellow, pink is light pink, red is fiery red, and a drop of water makes a fairyland-like ink painting.
Wild rose is the ornament of spring, and it is a unique scenery in spring!
The sentence 14 describes the beautiful wild rose. Roses are really beautiful!
The sun shines high, very high. The roses on the green fence are bathed in sunshine, and the dew on the petals is shining, which is really beautiful against the pink flowers!
The sun shines on the rose, as if it were inlaid with strips of Phnom Penh. That petal of red is from Zhen Hong. It's tender and fresh. Flowers lean on the fence to meet the breeze and look up at the world; The sun shone on her again, and she smiled and opened more brilliantly.
Dark clouds replaced the sky, and the sun flew away, silent and without a trace of light. After a while, it began to rain, and the rain ticked on the rose, knocking off several petals. But Rose held back, not afraid of the wind and rain, and continued to show her beauty to passers-by. The rain stopped, the wind stopped, and the rose hung her head, a little less angry than before.
Suddenly, a beam of sunlight cut through the darkness and shone on the petals through the dark clouds. The rose sticks out its branches and looks up again. The dew on the petals sparkles, adding a bit of beauty to the world. ...
Isn't this an intoxicating sight?
On a sunny morning, the campus is full of the fragrance of roses. There is a hint of nature in the fragrance, like the perfume given to us by nature, which is memorable.
The wild rose after the rain exudes a unique fragrance, attracting hardworking bees to lie on the soft petals and meticulously absorb nectar. After a while, the bee flew away contentedly.
The glittering and translucent water drops are naughty, and it is a pleasure to roll on the wild rose. Bai Yutang, after the baptism of Sister Yu, is tightly clustered together, with light pink and white ... many colors, and their petals are so soft and light, surrounded by yellow stamens, like a little princess sitting in the petals.
From a distance, these roses fell into the earth like fairies and dotted on the green leaves. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew off their white and pale petals and scattered them evenly on the cement road. Look carefully, the petals have many layers, like rolling hills, painted with light pink pigment.
Spring is really a season as beautiful as a picture scroll. It has brought us many beautiful scenery, and we should also take care of nature and the world!
On our way to school, there are many roses blooming along the walls and trees. They are all beautiful and fragrant.
Along the broad avenue, a charming fragrance came to my face. Turning around, it turned out to be a rose full of railings. No wonder, only the unique and charming fragrance of roses will make people intoxicated.
Just out of school, many pink roses seem to be waving to you, making people walk past involuntarily. Look! Those roses with different shades are like graceful girls. However, behind them, there are some budding buds in your sight. They are so moist, so full, so lovely. It will even make you have the urge to pick one, put it on your chest and listen to the other person's voice.
Although this large area is full of crimson or light red roses in Ren Tao, if you go forward and look around, you will be surprised to find that among these pink roses, several yellow roses stand out. This is what I call the king of roses! They climbed up the tree until they reached the branches. What makes them different is their petals. Their petals are orange from the stamens, and then slowly fade, expanding its scope, and at the tip of the flower, it is already pale yellow. The yellow rose shines so brightly in my eyes that it seems to have covered my eyes, leaving no room. ...
I don't prefer any roses, I will treat them equally, because I love them deeply …
The sentence describing the beautiful wild rose 17 returned in April, followed by the rose, as Qin Guan said: "The passionate peony contains spring tears, and the weak rose lies on the branches."
The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly on the earth, but how cool it is under the roses. You see, colorful roses, some in bud, some in full bloom, have no trace of being baked by the sun. Really should say, "Who says women are not as good as men?"
When the dark sun came, only a few roses struggled to carry everything in the dark environment, but their posture did not decrease. On the contrary, they are braver in the rain. They are really "strong women" in plants!
After this shower, the sunny weather after the rain ended in a mess, but that wild rose was the beginning of another legend: after being washed away by the rainstorm, the gorgeous rose became a "special soldier", and there was no paper tiger hiding in the petals, and the dew left the rose nobly.
At this time, every "warrior" held his head high and stood upright, his "hair" (stamens) straightened up, and the dew that remained refused to leave made purple, red, pink and white more gorgeous, forming a picture of "sunshine rose after rain".
The sentence describing the beautiful wild rose 18 1. Looking at the beautiful wild rose, I seem to have become a little wild rose, dancing with my sisters in the breeze and showing people our unique beauty with a smiling face. Although we have thorns, we are also beautiful. Ah! I'm not a rose, I'm looking at a rose!
2. There was a bunch of wild roses, surrounded by lilies of the valley, and the first pink flower came out. Flowers with dewdrops dance with the wind and smell fragrant.
3. Although the wild roses beside the yard are not so luxurious, the winding vines and light makeup flowers are poetic enough; There is also the fragrance of Sanskrit "Xiangyun undresses, leaving a lingering fragrance in January". The breeze blows gently, overflowing the courtyard and the whole house, which really makes people linger for a lifetime.
Maybe it's because the courtyard is deep. People who love flowers come to see the early blooming roses before they can enjoy them. Some are busy bees and beautiful butterflies on blooming rose stamens. Wild roses in full bloom, under the caress of the spring fairy, hug and squeeze each other one by one. The love between butterflies and flowers, even the swirling wind, has become very colorful.