Li Hua's excellent composition

In study, work and life, many people have written compositions. According to the characteristics of writing proposition, composition can be divided into propositional composition and non-propositional composition. You always have no way to write a composition? The following is my excellent composition of pear flower. Welcome to read the collection.

Li Huayou's composition 1 I don't know when it started. Dad seems to be fascinated by pear blossoms and clamors to take me to the pear garden in Laohekou every day. At first I thought he was just making an expression, but I didn't expect that he really took me to Laohekou this weekend, a place full of pears.

We sat in the car and looked at the rural scenery outside. Ah! How beautiful! Bees are buzzing and beautiful butterflies are dancing in the wind. Tired of the chirping of birds, look in the mirror by the pool and comb your feathers. In such an environment, even impetuous people can wash away the noise of the city and enjoy the ethereal nature. What a good picture "Birds live in the mountains, and people's hearts are still in the pool"! In my ears, whether it is the chirping of sparrows or the whispering of swallows, it is so sweet. There seems to be a drunken poet in the darkness, which brought me into a poetic world.

"Here, finally arrived! I can't wait for the bus to stop, so I can't wait to jump down and get in touch with nature. But what you see is not a tall pear tree, but a row of small' strange things' lined with pear flowers. " Dad, are these pear trees? Why are you so short? "I asked strangely." These are all new varieties created by grafting technology. The purpose is to make them shorter and more ornamental. "The learned father adjusted his glasses representing knowledge and answered very seriously. I watched the pear flower carefully, admiring this masterpiece of nature, for fear of missing one. The petals of pear flowers are round. A pear flower generally has five petals, and its whole body is white, giving off a faint fragrance under the sunlight. I couldn't help picking one, bouncing off petals and stamens and sucking the nectar inside. Ah, how sweet! A gust of wind blew, and snow-white pears fell one after another, accepting the baptism of the earth. I really realized what it means to be a colorful loser.

We played until sunset and reluctantly left, saying goodbye to this charming pear flower. I love you, Pak Lei. Next time I come, you must greet me with the sweetest smile!

Every time you walk through any field path in your hometown in early April, there must be pear blossoms on both sides. Everyone says that pear flower has a special beauty: it occupies all the white in the world and overwhelms all the flowers in the world. Just like this, she is not as red as peony and rose, but a little white, so quiet and elegant. Thousands of flowers, elegant and seamless, look like white clouds wandering in the sky from a distance, and like a soft snow cover on the top of a tree. Looking closely, the flowers on the pear tree are in clusters, as if whispering! Pear blossoms seem to have many secrets that can never be told, so they always snuggle together.

When the weather is clear, I like to walk under the pear-blossom tree: the sunshine penetrates the gap between the flowers and scatters mottled halos, and the graceful flower shadows are cast on my body, and the light, smart, elegant and quiet pear flowers instantly become naughty. The breeze blows, and the fragrance is refreshing. Standing in the depths of the snow-white sea of flowers, the waves are surging overhead, and I feel like a pear flower. ...

I'm not the only one who walked through the pear flower: the bees on the tree are humming happily while working among the stamens; The naughty dog running around scared the hen away with the chicken; My brother and sister are busy taking pictures of pear flowers with their mobile phones; In order to bear more fruits after flowering, uncles and aunts are busy lighting lamps. At this time, the quiet sea of flowers became lively and had a taste.

We children always think that pear blossoms are too short to see enough. After a few sunny days, the flowers disappeared like snow in the sun, revealing green fruits. However, the adults are happy to watch the trees blossom and the pears bear fruit, patting our heads and saying with a smile, "When the Honey Pear Festival comes, you will have a good time!" "

White and flawless pear blossoms moisten the air in my hometown, make our childhood happy and make the life of my hometown sweet. I like pear blossoms in my hometown.

The cold winter finally passed, and spring came quietly. I made an appointment with my two sisters to walk into the charming Pear Valley, my hometown I haven't been to for more than ten years, in the early spring morning breeze.

Just like the strong wind in spring, it blew open the petals of ten thousand pear trees at night. This beautiful poem, with the color of spring and the charm of pear flowers, once wanted to come back to her countless times, just for the hurry to go back and the nostalgia for spring, and now it is in her arms again.

Lihua Valley is in a secluded place not far from the village. In the past, it was a narrow and winding road leading to the mountains. It is possible to drive and walk now. It can be said that Lihua Valley has changed as much as the village. When I think like this, I unconsciously come to the snow-white pear world. On this day, the weather was a little cold, the cool breeze blew, and the fragrant smell came to my face. I can't resist the temptation to wander among the pear blossoms, and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers is refreshing. I don't know when it began to rain in Mao Mao, and the humid air and flowers mixed with the smell of earth, which conveyed the message of spring to us more strongly. Looking around, the pear orchard is bigger than before. What is printed in your eyes is a white world. White is the background color of pear flower, and it is also her pure and unpretentious characteristic. It's just that the young white in early spring is more delicate and charming, and the green leaves are dotted around, which makes people linger among pear blossoms.

The drizzle is accompanied by the fragrance of flowers floating in the breeze. The cool and faint fragrance is pleasant and intoxicating. We three sisters shuttled between the pear trees in the drizzling rain. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and the petals fell from the air with the drizzle. The whole pear garden dances like countless butterflies. We were also surprised. Ah, how beautiful! We spread our arms and danced in the wind and rain like those petals. There is no noise of the city here, only simple and natural beauty. This is my' hometown pear flower', which makes me want to stay, makes it difficult for me to give up, and makes me look forward to it for a long time.

There seems to be a faint scent in the breeze. If there is nothing, I suddenly smell a little sweetness, and the flowers come to my face. Looking up, it looks like Van Gogh's color block art, smearing out large tracts of white.

It's pear flower!

Small, submerged in this beautiful sea of flowers. This beautiful sea of flowers is made up of thousands of pear flowers.

My mother walked in front of me, and her figure melted in the sea of flowers. The sunshine is full of spots, rendering a gorgeous, so ordinary and so beautiful behind her. I looked up at my mother. In this sea of flowers, snow-white pears are covered with branches, and petals fall gently on mother's head with the gentle breeze. I looked at it, and there were actually a few strands of white hair in my mother's black hair. Exquisite pear blossoms and strands of white hair complement each other. Their white hair stung my heart like a steel needle. My eyes are astringent, my heart is sour, and my thoughts are myriad. ...

I was often sick when I was a child, and my mother broke my heart for me. One winter, I got acute gastroenteritis, covered in sweat, and couldn't get up. My mother held me in her arms, wrapped me in a quilt, gently rubbed my stomach, stroked my forehead and hummed a lullaby. Gradually, I fell asleep. My mother held me until dawn and stayed up all night. How many days and nights, my mother grew up silently with me, while I was getting older.

In this white sea of flowers, I walked beside my mother, holding her arm, squatting down with her, closing my eyes and smelling the fragrance of pear flowers. There is a sweet smell in the air. Take a sip and get drunk. Looking back suddenly, under the sun, against the backdrop of pear blossoms, my mother's strands of white hair jumped and sparkled. Suddenly I feel that my mother is so young, so pure and so beautiful. I murmured, "Mom, I love you ..." It was light and melted in the wind.

Mother smiled and smiled faintly, melting in the spring breeze, melting in the sea of flowers, and melting in my heart with the fragrance of flowers. This most beautiful moment has been engraved in my heart.

Look up again, tears flashing.

My hometown is Botou, which is a famous "hometown of pears". There is a large pear forest in front of our hometown, which is endless.

In spring and March, the warm spring breeze awakens the silent pear garden. First, the branches of pear trees become soft, and then there are many flowers and bones on the branches. You see, in less than ten days, the little green bone the size of a bean will turn into a small flower. Pale white petals with several yellow stamens in the middle and two green leaves at the bottom, this is a complete pear flower. A single pear flower is not very beautiful, but a pear tree is different. Pears with full branches, clusters, clusters, form a snow-white whole. From a distance, the pear garden looks like a white sea of silver, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. Seen from a close distance, pear trees full of flowers stand gracefully on the spring breeze like groups of girls dressed simply. The breeze blew, and the branches trembled as if dancing.

Our new home is in the city, less than 30 miles from my hometown. Every weekend, my parents take me to my hometown to visit my grandparents. In the pear blossom season, I go home more frequently. When I get home, the first thing I want to do is to run into the pear garden, touch the branches and smell the flowers. Very pleasant. Sometimes I pick a few pears and wear them on my head, then pose in some cool poses, pestering my father to take some beautiful photos, and go back to school on Monday to show off in front of my classmates. Really proud.

Another weekend. It rained lightly at night. In the morning, I looked out of the window. What a white silver ocean! A pear tree seems to have been washed, whiter, more elegant and more charming than before. The branches and petals are covered with crystal drops of water, but none of the pears on the ground have been hit by rain, and the whole pear tree is particularly energetic. The wind blows pears, and naughty water drops splash on the face, slide to the mouth and lick them with the tongue. Sweet and cold, so cool!

What beautiful scenery and simple pear blossoms! Ah! Pear in my hometown, I love you!

Pear flower excellent composition 6 Go to see the beautiful pear flower.

Beautiful pear flowers hang on thick branches, and its mother is stronger than apricot trees. Plus the apricot flowers like fans, it sets off shyness. Is a lively role, does not dodge, generous under my attention, like a good family.

Apricot flowers have a stronger flavor. If you smell it with the tip of your nose, you will feel the elegance of beautiful pear flowers. Beautiful pear flowers are famous for their purity, whiteness and blandness. This is a delicate flower.

Beautiful pear and peach coexist, but they don't compete for spring. There are beautiful pears in the poem, which are not the favorite of immigrants. I went to see the flowers, in fact, because of the tenderness of peach blossoms. Beautiful pear blossoms are in full bloom, and some are lonely. Its leaves, wrapped in the core of the column, seem to be in the palm of your hand and grow out of the forest. This requires some delicate thoughts, leaning down and focusing on it. Microscope magnifies through vision, and this wonderful beauty will enter the heart.

Seeing beautiful pear blossoms will bring good luck. I haven't been so happy for a long time. Good news is like throwing stones into the lake, making the ripples of happiness and cheerfulness ripple in the middle of the lake.

The warm spring breeze lingers in the field, just like letting a pony out and letting it sow joy. But this spring breeze is isolated from my heart. They are two worlds.

Only when the lake ripples, the spring breeze has all kinds of amorous feelings and enters the world of the soul.

Beautiful pear blossoms scatter white petals on the grass in the spring breeze. On the green carpet, these fragments with pure character accompany me. Poor feeling, this time also bred.

Beautiful pears bloom in the flowering season. Meeting with me may decorate a season and a year's life with happy patterns.

Beautiful pear flowers are like snow. Especially behind the winter, one branch after another is full of beautiful pear blossoms that are slightly gaunt, which really continues the charm of snowflakes.

In spring, flowers are more advanced than leaves. Bark, which is green before the bud tip penetrates, is the happiest flower. It first occupies the end of the tree.

Beautiful pear blossoms came late, giving some leaves a chance. In this way, flowers and leaves meet in mid-air. However, flower making does not take the lead, giving the leaves room to flourish.

This is also a character of beautiful pear flowers.

The excellent composition of pear blossoms 7 Mid-spring and April are the seasons for enjoying pear blossoms in northern spring. On Sunday, friends get together to enjoy the pear blossoms in the suburbs in spring. Although this orchard is not big, on a low hill, pear trees change with the change of terrain, and at first glance the area is about a big city park.

Look at pear trees first. They have different shapes and postures. Some of them cover the vast land like pots of bonsai, while others spread happiness and auspiciousness all over the world like avalokitesvara. There are dragons exploring the sea and vigorous branches, as if to announce to the world the joy of farmers' prosperity after reform and opening up. Look at the pear blossoms in spring, it is the season of blooming. I saw a vast expanse of whiteness in the distance of the scenic spot and thought I had entered the vast snowfield. Take a closer look, the pear blossoms in spring are as white as snow, delicate and charming, and clusters of white flowers are exquisite. A hot air blew it away, and the pear blossoms in spring gave off intoxicating fragrance.

In the open space in the middle of the pear tree, the rape blossoms are blooming brightly, which is in harmony with the pear blossoms full of spring scenery. In this poetic way, people are relaxed and intoxicated, as if they had entered Tao Yuanming's hometown. Beautiful scenery and beautiful environment attracted hard-working Mi Feng to collect pollen from pear flowers and rape flowers in spring. Welcome butterflies dancing among flowers in flowery clothes; It also attracted many people, men, women and children, in groups of three or five, or traveling with their families. Some people also brought their own puppies, chasing flying butterflies and barking from time to time. This is the harmony between man and nature. Only in this way can we forget all our troubles and be ourselves.

Friendship is a long journey, you can't go back, friendship is a meeting, you can't forget it. -inscription

Walking alone, suddenly, a touch of whiteness came into my eyes.

I approached and stared at the tree flower. Oh, this is a pear flower. Pears are clustered. From a distance, they look like white balls. The dew in the morning is still on the petals. I dare not exhale. I am afraid that I will accidentally blow away the dew. The sun shines on the pear flower in bits and pieces, reflecting dreamy brilliance through dew, and surrounding the pear flower, it is full of vitality. Pears are not all in full bloom, some are bud after bud. Looking at them, I feel a pity. Pear flower is like a thin and delicate woman, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

Pear blossoms are like snow, exactly. Pear blossoms are so white that it seems to erase the sadness in my heart bit by bit. It is white, as if it can penetrate people's hearts. I seem to see the pear flower smiling, smiling purely and making people happy. I reached out to pick one of these pears, but I stopped. I don't want to or dare to ruin this pure life. I raised my hand. I only feel that pear flowers take root and sprout in my heart, and bloom as white as snow to sweep away my unhappiness. The long branches swept away my doubts and disappointment about friendship, leaving only the beauty and yearning for friendship.

I still remember when I was a child, there was a pear tree in front of my hometown. When spring came, it would produce such white flowers. I often play under this pear tree with my neighbor's children, but before long, I moved, and I thought sadly: farewell to the pear tree. Looking back now, I smiled faintly. The pear tree in front of my hometown must be blooming like this now!

The flower of friendship blooms after experiencing wind, frost, rain and snow. My mouth turned up and I walked forward at a brisk pace.

I like pear flower because it is pure and elegant.

I first met it in sunny March. Our sisters agreed to go for a spring outing and went to the suburbs early. Unconsciously, I came to a flower field. Looking from a distance, the first thing I saw was a "sea of clouds", a vast expanse of whiteness. We shouted, "How beautiful!" I can't help speeding up my steps. Getting closer and closer to it, the "sea of clouds" has changed, like seeing a group of refined fairies dancing, including Xinjiang dancers, Mongolian dancers and China dancers ... Seeing this flawless and beautiful flower bed, I turned around and asked, "What is that flower?" My sister loudly replied, "That's a beautiful pear!" " No wonder the poet has the saying that "the skin of ice and snow is fragrant and delicate, and the moon is lonely and dry". That poem, pear flower is so pure! Suddenly, the breeze in Xu Lai, pieces of white petals fluttering in the wind, dancing like a small butterfly, my sister and I danced and frolicked happily in the pear garden.

Tired, my sister and I sat cross-legged and looked up. In the sun, pear trees stand upright in the wind, like a bride in a wedding dress. They are so dignified and elegant that people can't help but want to hug them. Reaching out and touching it, I seem to have touched a slippery and soft silk scarf. Really comfortable! When I touched my nose, I smelled a faint floral fragrance, like the fragrance of mint, and I was refreshed. At this time, I carefully observed that pear flowers are not separated one by one, they are surrounded and snuggled up to each other like sisters. There are pale yellow stamens in the white flowers, lying peacefully like a sleeping baby, as if time had stopped. We didn't move for fear of disturbing them.

This is pear flower, which is not as gorgeous as peony, as fragrant as gardenia, as huge as magnolia, but as obscure, quiet and elegant.

I like pear flower because it is simple, elegant and fresh. I like pear flower, because it has the breath of nature and brings peace and tranquility to people; I like pear flowers because they have the spirit of unity and blooming!

Pear flower excellent composition 10 See pear flowers in spring.

The pear flower in spring hangs on the thick branches, and its mother is stronger than the apricot tree. Plus the apricot flowers like fans, it sets off shyness. Is a lively role, does not dodge, generous under my attention, like a good family.

Apricot flowers have a stronger flavor. If you smell it with the tip of your nose, you will feel the elegance of pear blossoms in spring. Pears in spring are famous for their purity, whiteness and blandness. This is a delicate flower.

Pear and peach coexist in spring, but they don't compete for spring. In spring, pear flowers are rarely used in poetry, which is probably not the favorite thing of immigrants. I went to see the flowers, in fact, because of the tenderness of peach blossoms. The pear blossoms in spring are a little lonely. Its leaves, wrapped in the core of the column, seem to be in the palm of your hand and grow out of the forest. This requires some delicate thoughts, leaning down and focusing on it. Microscope magnifies through vision, and this wonderful beauty will enter the heart.

Seeing pear blossoms in spring will bring good luck. I haven't been so happy for a long time. Good news is like throwing stones into the lake, making the ripples of happiness and cheerfulness ripple in the middle of the lake.

The warm spring breeze lingers in the field, just like letting a pony out and letting it sow joy. But this spring breeze is isolated from my heart. They are two worlds.

Only when the lake ripples, the spring breeze has all kinds of amorous feelings and enters the world of the soul.

Pears in spring scatter white petals on the grass in the spring breeze. On the green carpet, these fragments with pure character accompany me. Poor feeling, this time also bred.

Pear blossoms in spring come with the flowering season. Meeting with me may decorate a season and a year's life with happy patterns.

Pears are like snow in spring. Especially behind the winter, one branch after another is full of pear blossoms that are slightly gaunt in spring, which really continues the charm of snowflakes.

In spring, flowers are more advanced than leaves. Bark, which is green before the bud tip penetrates, is the happiest flower. It first occupies the end of the tree.

The pear blossoms in spring are a little late, giving the leaves some opportunities. In this way, flowers and leaves meet in mid-air. However, flower making does not take the lead, giving the leaves room to flourish.

This is also a character of pear blossom in spring.

This morning, the sun rose lazily, and my father said happily to my mother and me: today we are going to see pear blossoms in the park! Hmm ~ great! I echoed with excitement.

We finished lunch early and embarked on the road to Ligao.

Along the way, many vehicles are driving in the same direction as us. In the car, I kept thinking: Why does a small pear flower have such great charm that so many people can compete to watch its beauty?

Tell me before mom finishes! How beautiful! Scared back. Here, there is no noise of the city, only the hum of industrious bees collecting honey. That lovely voice has been echoing in our ears. At first glance, I can only see a vast expanse of whiteness, but some are white with green and green with white. It looks so calm and harmonious. People can't help but think of Li Qingzhao's "Huanxisha", which says that it is difficult to ban pear blossoms when the mountains catch up with dusk. People seem to see it again: fairies are wearing pure white skirts, putting white pear flowers on their hands in bushes and budding trees, as if dotted with spring.

On closer inspection, pear blossoms are actually white with a little yellow. That kind of yellow gives people a very subtle feeling, and it is that kind of light to almost no feeling. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all, and you can't see it clearly. The combination of this snow white and this light yellow is so elegant and simple.

There is a unique delicate feeling of flowers on the petals that are almost in the shape of love. Sometimes I feel thin, sometimes I feel astringent.

Pink stamens are thin and long, like graceful dancers performing classical dances on an open-air stage.

Elegant colors, lovely shapes and elegant stamens match, ah! This is simply an exquisite and priceless work of art.

Ah! Pear blossoms! Although you don't have attractive fragrance and dazzling colors. But what you have is elegance that no flower has. When I left, I suddenly understood why pear flowers have such great charm.

Pear Flower Excellent Composition 12 In the pear flower town in March, the snow is falling, covered in white, and the spring buds in MengMeng.

It's March, and there is an indescribable tenderness in the sea of small pear blossoms like jade and snow.

It's already a snowy spring breeze, and thousands of trees are blooming with noble petals, adding beautiful scenery to spring and surging spring tides. On both sides of the road are small pear groves with small white pears. Some of them are embedded in green wheat seedlings, and some are nestled in the budding peach blossom forest, which set each other off.

Small pear, Rosaceae, Pyrus. Deciduous trees, which bloom in spring, are pure in color, crystal clear, plain and elegant, and have won the admiration of poets of all ages. "The north wind rolled up the grass in the north, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar sky. When the spring breeze comes overnight, thousands of trees and small pear blossoms bloom. " "A pile of snow under the small pear flower. Who will lean on the railing next year? " "Lonely and empty, spring comes late, and small pear flowers don't open the door everywhere." In the poet's eyes, Xiao Lihua has no discipline of common customs, and her feelings vary from place to place, rendering the poet's emotional confession.

When the flowers bloom, people gather under this white pear tree from all directions to appreciate, smell and feel the intoxicating spring flowers. It is precisely because of the smallness of being in the sea of small pear flowers that people feel that the colorful small pear flowers are as quiet as snow, elegant and elegant, giving people a quiet and magnificent, and people can't help but be fascinated by the fragrance.

Flowers, fruits, moments of life, small pears always give people warm memories. Pear, boiled in clear water, produces fluid and moistens the lungs, and clears away heat and toxic materials.

Butterflies chase in the sea of flowers, young children climb in the shade of flowers, and tourists linger in the flower path. Today is the festival of Little Pear, and today is the costume of Little Pear. In the warm sunshine of spring, everyone's face is rippling with the breath of spring. In the breeze, the blooming petals dance in the blue sky like thousands of flying saucers; The budding bud opens its white mouth and breathes the refreshing fragrance of spring. Cluster after cluster, competing with each other, bringing freshness to people after a long separation. ...