Juhua junior two composition

In daily study, work and life, many people have experienced writing and are familiar with it. Writing is a verbal activity in which people express their feelings in written form. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? The following is my carefully arranged composition of Ju Er, for reference only. Welcome to reading.

Chrysanthemum composition 1 She is not as fragrant as osmanthus, the roses are coquettish and charming, the grass is tenacious and persistent, and the lotus stands upright, but she can lead a totally clean life. "Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time". By that time, you can see Jin Ju flowers all over the mountain.

It has no other characteristics, but it has many colors and more petals than other flowers. Its leaves are dark green, its flowers are yellow and its stems are straight. She is so energetic that she can't be the protagonist, but only a green leaf to set off other colorful flowers. Then she should be herself, do her duty and work hard. But it is this spirit of obscurity that makes her more beautiful and special, better than Liu Yiyi and Mo Mei who stands proudly in the cold winter.

Chrysanthemum love, Tao Hou and me. Chrysanthemum can be what Tao Yuanming called seclusion. You can live a simple life in peace, and it won't be more beautiful than exotic flowers and plants. Chrysanthemum can be what I think is smart and noble. Why do you say that? People have external beauty and internal beauty, and flowers also have points. My chrysanthemum is more beautiful than your ordinary flowers in appearance. I don't guess, but I can close my eyes and say for sure that your inner beauty is not as good as chrysanthemum!

It can swallow its pride, Ross. Is it okay? He can stay out of it. Lead an honest and clean life, Peony, can you do it? She lives a simple life, but she can also be solemn. Peach blossom, you live too brilliantly, with the beauty of a girl, more popular, but not simple. Where she can live and grow cleanly. A good source can contribute to others. Do you have such a healing ability, Lotus?

The nobility of chrysanthemum lies in its simplicity and elegance. Zhou Dunyi said that she is not as good as Lotus, but I can only say that each has its own merits. Zhou Dunyi said that Lian is a gentleman, I don't deny it; Even lofty self-control is true. But chrysanthemums can also live purely. Although it has no lotus spirit, it is also a gentleman, but it is unwilling to face cruelty again. Chrysanthemum is smart because she doesn't walk into a dead end. She knows that beauty can't show her higher status than other flowers, so she puts beauty on the spirit. And this kind of spiritual beauty, as well as intelligence, teachers can't even compare with rich flowers.

At all times and in all countries, many famous writers admit to praising the status spirit of chrysanthemum. As Zheng Sixiao, a poet in the Song Dynasty, said, "It is better to hold incense in the branches and die than to be blown in the north wind", which means that chrysanthemums would rather die than be blown down by the north wind, depicting the image of chrysanthemums as arrogant as plum blossoms.

Scholars like to use chrysanthemums to express their inner feelings and their determination to stick to noble moral integrity, unlike others who love to show off. I also like chrysanthemums, swaying in the wind, but always standing.

Chrysanthemum Composition 2 This year's "Eleventh" holiday, my mother took me to see the Chrysanthemum Exhibition.

As soon as I came to the square, I saw a kind of chrysanthemum. From a distance, it curled up like a hedgehog! At this time, a cool autumn wind blew, and the chrysanthemums danced with each other. Walking into the center of the square, I seem to be in the sea of chrysanthemums: some chrysanthemums are "red wins fire" and some are "gold in Huang Chengcheng"; Some are "as white as snow" and some are "as pink as clouds" ...

Among many chrysanthemums, I like the one called "Golden Back Red" best. Its leaves are dark green, and there are some small burrs on its stem, which makes it feel furry and comfortable. A gust of wind blew, giving off a refreshing fragrance. If you smell this fragrance, you will be fascinated by its fragrance, and then you will lie under the flowers and refuse to go home, where you will have a good sleep.

On the petals of "Golden Back Red", there is a hardworking little bee collecting honey. Its stamens are golden yellow, a little red outside, redder outside, and the outermost circle is fiery red. Its petals are very special and "armored", so at first I thought it was a hedgehog crouching there!

Further on, I saw a chrysanthemum similar to anemone. Anyway, I don't know its name, just call it "sea sunflower"! Its petals are full and swollen, just like a big balloon. Its petals are white and round like a big disc.

Unconsciously, we have been walking in the square for more than three hours. Before I left, I couldn't help thinking of that poem: "In September, under the yellow fence of autumn chrysanthemums, there is a double ninth festival by the court."

Ah! How beautiful these chrysanthemums are! I love chrysanthemums!

Looking at the red and yellow chrysanthemums, I suddenly felt a little dazzling.

So, I asked for some chrysanthemums.

How many/much? I don't remember. It doesn't seem enough to remember the last tomb. Not for ancestors-they have colorful flowers that never fade-but for those famous or unknown sages and martyrs. Every time I go to the grave and sacrifice my ancestors, I always retreat to the back silently and put a chrysanthemum on the land-next to the land.

I think they like white chrysanthemums, such white and noble character. Maybe when they close their eyes, their faces are covered with mud; Maybe, when they close their eyes, they are covered in blood. But who can deny that white is more pure white under the nourishment of the land; Who can deny that it is shocking white against the background of blood!

At the last tomb, the chrysanthemums were gone.

I didn't get bright flowers that won't fade, because they are not suitable for martyrs. Isn't it? When shouting "I'm not dead while the producer is here", whispering "Life is precious, but love is more expensive. Throw both of them away when you have time. "You have long thought that there will always be rushing blood in your heart that will be integrated with the motherland-thinking that your blood and tears will wash away the filth of the motherland. It is this determination that has written a series of blood-red legends, and it is this determination that has created a brand-new China!

And that white chrysanthemum, that pure soul, did not wither at the moment of yellowing. When the white body is turned into soil to protect flowers, it is integrated with the land where it was born and raised, but the pure soul is fixed in the heart with a happy attitude.

I stood for a long time until my fingertips felt warm.

This is a black pebble with my body temperature. I found it in the sand by accident.

When the blue transparent tears pass through my fingertips and wash away the mud stuck on the stone, the black color of the thick ink is amazing and rare. However, a small crack in the corner turned perfection into regret. But it is this regret that makes it a unique beauty.

I put it on the ground and let its body sink into the ground. It also wants to perceive the temperature of the earth, not the majestic momentum, but the profound sense of touch.

I suddenly remembered the rain flower stones. That kind of mottled and colorful stone is a kind of spirit. If you have been stained with the blood of the sages and martyrs, how can you be ordinary?

Walk on the bridge and look at the direction of the cemetery. If only it rained. The drizzle is like smoke, just like a person's heart. The white chrysanthemums in the rain tell an immortal story.

In grandpa's garden, there is a very barren land, and the thin surface is long and narrow in the garden, which is very inconvenient to grow crops. The ground is covered with weeds. After planting, nothing is harvested except weeds. This land is so empty.

One day, my grandfather suddenly took me to this land and said, "Instead of letting it be so overgrown with weeds, it is better to open it up and plant chrysanthemums." It should be similar to planting chrysanthemums with this land. " I muttered with a grain of salt: "This land only grows grass, can you live by planting chrysanthemums?" Grandpa said firmly, "Everything depends on people. Efforts will be rewarded. "

With grandpa's encouragement, I also have confidence. So I am busy taking care of my grandfather. Planting chrysanthemums requires deep digging in the soil. Grandpa can wear him out by digging a hoe at a time. I can't be idle, just use small buckets to carry water one by one for chrysanthemum seedlings. It took us a day. Grandpa and I planted more than 30 chrysanthemum seedlings.

A month later, the refreshing chrysanthemum bloomed and looked like a yellow belt tied to this desolate land from a distance. One day, grandma picked some chrysanthemums, steamed them, dried them, and soaked them in tea with rock sugar to make chrysanthemum tea.

That night, mom and dad went back to their hometown. We sat together and tasted chrysanthemum tea. Grandma said, "Who can tell the benefits of chrysanthemums?"

Dad said, "Chrysanthemum can clear away heat and detoxify."

I said, "Chrysanthemums are everywhere. Anyone can pick them without going to the drugstore. "

Mother said: "The fragrance of chrysanthemum is refreshing and makes people feel comfortable."

Grandpa said: "Chrysanthemum is rich in vitamins and trace elements such as iron, zinc, copper and selenium, which plays an incomparable role in ordinary fruits and vegetables."

Grandma said, "Chrysanthemum has many benefits, but one thing is the most precious. Unlike some ornamental chrysanthemums, they need to be kept in a greenhouse to be fed. However, you see that chrysanthemums grow on the mountains, even in the crevices of stones. No one can water and fertilize them, but they can bloom all over Shan Ye, and they have such tenacious vitality; Moreover, it is open in autumn, and it does not compete with flowers, but no one cares and no one knows. Just be a person with chrysanthemum perseverance and obscurity. "

After drinking chrysanthemum tea, grandma's words were deeply imprinted in my heart.

Looking around, on the boundless ridge, a dazzling golden light is dotted in the dead hay, which is so dazzling and refreshing in this desolate season. The breeze blew, and a fragrance came to the nose, refreshing.

In this unique sea of flowers, a beautiful elf is dancing. Looking at her beautiful figure, I am puzzled.

Yan said that she likes this little golden daisy best. There is no reason, but I feel very kind.

In fact, isn't Yan just a tenacious chrysanthemum?

Yan is a very special girl. When I first saw her, I felt that this girl who could be blown away by the strong wind and could play games needed protection. I have always regarded myself as her protector, but in fact she is my angel.

Yan lived under the care of her grandmother since she was a child. My parents are so-called "fashionistas". They don't want to live in this rustic country. They all go to big cities to make a living!

"I am very satisfied with this life!" I remember she once said to me. Yes! She is really happy with the careful care of her grandmother and the care of her parents who are far away from home.

After a long time, life is like boiled water! Dad Yan belongs to this kind of person. Regardless of his elderly parents and two young children, he went his own way and followed his favorite person!

This walk, without any news, seems to have disappeared from the earth!

Looking at grandma who is over 70 years old, she is listless all day, like a walking corpse; Grandpa, who is sickly, smokes stuffy cigarettes all day and becomes more melancholy. Yan feels that her selfish heart is like being pierced by thousands of swords, and it is like a crystal falling to the ground and breaking!

Something flashed in my eyes, but I didn't let it fall in the end. Another autumn, the chrysanthemums in the field are in full bloom against the ruthless autumn wind, still so dazzling, still so fragrant, still so intoxicating. It's just that some things, some people, no longer exist

That day, we leaned against the field and pointed to the wild chrysanthemums in the distance: "They are so beautiful!" " "I picked a chrysanthemum and stuck it in her hair." Aren't you the same? "

"Let me give you another dance!" The beautiful spirit began to dance in the sea of flowers that belonged to her again. ...

The wild chrysanthemums around me are in full bloom.

Everyone knows that chrysanthemum is mentioned in composition 6 of the second day of junior high school, because its spirit of not being afraid of cold is very respectable. Its open season is autumn.

With the arrival of autumn, small and exquisite flower bones have grown on the branches of chrysanthemums covered with green leaves. They are diamond-shaped and surrounded by green sepals. They are very lovely.

After two or three days, Hua closed his mouth and showed a beautiful smile. There are also various colors: red, white, yellow and pink.

Not only are the colors different, but the shapes of the flowers are even more dazzling. Some petals are strip-shaped and slightly upturned, like a doll's curly hair; Some petals are flat, only two or three layers, but they look good, especially under the care of sunshine and breeze, smiling at me like a lovely little face and nodding to me; Some petals have many layers, and they bulge like hydrangeas. Smell it, ah! It smells good. I feel relaxed and happy when the breeze blows.

By the way, I forgot to tell you that chrysanthemums are very useful! Can make tea, take medicine, clear away heat, and stop bleeding. There is also a story about chrysanthemums!

Once, I went to the countryside to play, and I was accidentally cut by a thorny grass. I cried out in pain. After reading it, my sister picked a chrysanthemum, wiped it and stuck it on my wound. It hurts even more when you put it on. I clamored to take it off, and my sister said, never mind, it will be fine in a minute. Long pain is better than short pain! You insist, my sister takes me to pick oranges. I don't know whether it is the temptation of oranges or the efficacy of chrysanthemums. The wound doesn't hurt so much anyway. So I remembered this usage of chrysanthemum and moved some trees to my house.

Ah! Chrysanthemum I love you, not only because of your beauty, your spirit, but also because it is full of deep feelings between relatives!

It stands proudly in the autumn sun; It, in the cold wind, opens at will. That's chrysanthemum, a gentleman is dotted with autumn flowers.

Autumn is coming, and chrysanthemums on campus are competing to open. The powder is elegant, the ink is purple, the snow is pure, the light green is fresh, and the pots are blooming.

Among these chrysanthemums, the most distinctive ones are cosmos and chrysanthemum. The yellow cosmos is particularly bright, and the budding buds are rolling in, layer by layer, just like the little girl with her eyes covered and pouting, which makes people always miss Doby. Maybe the bees told them a joke, and some buds couldn't hold back, and finally opened their mouths and naughtily spit out their lovely tongues. The blooming universe is very lively and cheerful. It generously extends its golden arms and invites the wind to dance a wonderful waltz. That gorgeous yellow, dazzling, adds a touch of bright color to autumn. The leaves of cosmos are as lush as flowers, and there is a layer of white fluff on the green leaves, much like Artemisia argyi leaves. Approaching it, the scent of chrysanthemum and Ai Xiang is intoxicating.

Look at that white chrysanthemum called "Xue Hai". Seen from a distance, it looks like a white cloud floating from the sky. How beautiful! A closer look shows that its petals are like snow-white cloud gauze, neatly curled, and each branch is like a small snowball inlaid with crystal clear, fluffy, round and lovely! Only by touching it with your hands can you find that snowballs are actually composed of three small flowers! They are so close that it is difficult to find them without looking carefully.

All kinds of chrysanthemums bloom happily in the cold autumn wind. Although there is no publicity of peony, the fragrance of orchid, Leng Yan and jasmine, they have different beauty. I can't help chanting a poem: "Flowers are smiling, and the fragrance of the garden moves Kang Hua." Next autumn, I will come to the campus to enjoy chrysanthemums. "

Chrysanthemum, a gentleman in flowers, tell me how not to love her!

A cup of chrysanthemum tea washes away the sand in your heart.

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Still the same cup, the same tea, bitter with fragrance, cleaned the sand in my heart-only fewer people made tea.

I spent my childhood at my grandfather's house. My grandfather is amiable, and a few wisps of white beard set off his peace. And his love for me is meticulous. He let me play and let me run wild in the front yard. I hurt the sheep, but instead of scolding me, he praised me for my "high martial arts"; I tore the loofah vine into a ball, but instead of hitting me, he called me "creative". With him, my childhood was very interesting.

He asked for leave to play with me. Spring accompanied me to fold willow branches, knit them into rings and buckle them on my head, laughing; Take me to catch small fish in summer, catch five or six at a time, and raise them happily; Catch grasshoppers with me in autumn, seven or eight at a time, and go home to feed the chickens. It's fun. Make a snowman together in winter, a bunch of big ones, and play together. It's fun.

What I can't forget is the chrysanthemum tea he made. A cup of hot water, a few pieces of chrysanthemums and bones, a few spoonfuls of brown sugar and medlar, when not scalded, can be drunk at once, and the fragrance will last for a long time. Whenever I cry, he always makes me a cup of chrysanthemum tea, holds me in his arms and kindly says to me, "Longlong, don't cry. Look, I made you your favorite chrysanthemum tea. Drink it while it's hot. " I stopped crying, picked up the cup and drank it all at once. At this time, he would say to me, "Longlong is drinking tea, and there is not a drop left. Look at him, he really looks like Peter Pan. " I smile through tears.

When I was four years old, my parents and I left him, but we were still drinking chrysanthemum tea.

At the age of ten, it was windy outside, and at the same time I received a bad news-grandpa died. I cried and went back to my hometown with tears. I saw an envelope that hasn't been stamped yet. I cried again. It says: "Longlong loves to drink chrysanthemum tea. You (my mother) can make tea for him with this cup, which is hot. " Grandpa never forgot me until he died!

The same cup, the same tea, the same taste, but fewer people make tea.

Chrysanthemum composition 9 Chrysanthemum is collected at the foot of Nanshan, and people drink it in Dongli; It is sung in rich countries.

In people's eyes, chrysanthemum is so prosperous, purple, dignified and noble; Yellow, brilliant and expensive; White, ice-clean and elegant, as beautiful as an ice-clean girl. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the sunshine is like a warm flame, which is warmly sprinkled on the earth rendered by chrysanthemums. A kind of beauty, a kind of fragrance and a ray of elegance are all in our hearts for a long time.

In the excellent charm of chrysanthemum, the slender stamens are like shy girls, shyly lowering their heads. Tao Yuanming said, "Yao Lin Xiang Ju opens, and the pines stand upright in a row of rocks." I was walking among the chrysanthemums, and the breeze was blowing head-on, and the chrysanthemums were fragrant. It is so elegant and lovely. I have a soft spot for chrysanthemums, probably because the day I was born was also the day when chrysanthemums were in full bloom!

Plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum are the "four gentlemen" in the minds of China literati. I love chrysanthemum, I love its simple and elegant and faithful quality, and its uniqueness after flowers wither. Handsome and charming, Shuang Ling is in full bloom, but stands proudly. White petals, layer upon layer, tightly surround the stamens, just like a child lying in his mother's arms. Chrysanthemum is a hermit, neither short nor elegant, but its pride is enough to make it deeply engraved in our hearts. When the breeze blows, the petals are like beautiful fairies, dancing, slipping through their noses and smelling a fragrance. The petals blow away, and the stamens in the middle gradually pop out and sway with the wind.

Chrysanthemum is a treasure to me. I was moved by its beauty and firmness. The love between chrysanthemums and flowers is rarely heard of by Taohou. Chrysanthemum can also have many functions, not just for people to watch; Can also make people healthy, so beautiful and practical flowers, who can not love?

Chrysanthemum Composition 10 Autumn girl came to Zhougang Chrysanthemum Garden with light steps, bringing the most beautiful chrysanthemums, which made me feel really excited.

I have never seen such a dense and vigorous chrysanthemum sea. Some chrysanthemums hide in the house like shy little girls, some bloom like lively children, and some hang on the branches like fiery red sun. I look at this furry chrysanthemum. It is deep and shallow green, purple, blue, white as snow, yellow as gold, and red is better than flame. It blooms densely on the big green interlining, the wind blows flowers, blows off colorful rain and is enchanting all over the world. At this moment, I can't help but think of a poem describing chrysanthemums: "It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless." I can't help loving this chrysanthemum deeply. I never thought she was so full of energy. Autumn gave her magnificent beauty! I put the tip of my nose close to the small petals, and the angel-like flowers constantly exude a faint fragrance, which permeates the world. She kept flowing into my heart and made my mood happy at once. If you don't look carefully, who will know that the fragrance of the world is actually emitted from this "perfumer" hiding in the green leaves. She silently fragrant the world, but never showed off; She shows her beauty to her heart's content, but she is never proud; She faces the wind, Ao Shuang, but never bows her head. That calm, that selfless dedication has aroused my infinite respect.

Autumn gives chrysanthemums beauty. With the footsteps of autumn, I suddenly feel that I am separated from myself. I quietly listened to the crooning of autumn wind, and enjoyed chrysanthemums heartily, so that they touched the tenderness in my heart and turned into a hymn: "Autumn chrysanthemums are colorful and colorful. To say who can match, the flowers are speechless. "