How to describe the beauty of oranges in the rain

1, look! Round orange looks like a ball, its skin feels smoother than glaze, and its color is yellow with green, giving people a fresh feeling. Gently peel it off, and a pungent smell suddenly floated into my nose. I kept peeling, and now I have completely peeled it. I found many white lines on the orange peel, which turned into a white flower, and the orange flesh was completely exposed. The white screen is tightly attached to the orange meat, protecting the orange meat like a big net. Smelling the orange meat, my saliva flowed down like a waterfall. Orange meat is like a lantern, and orange meat is tightly surrounded like a boat. I counted them carefully. Some have eleven petals, others have twelve petals. They were folded together like United brothers. When I opened a piece of orange meat, orange water immediately splashed on my eyes and body, and it looked watery. I couldn't help taking a bite, and orange water ran into my mouth and slowly flowed into my heart. That cool, sweet and sour feeling makes me feel very cool.

Autumn is the most beautiful here. When the orange is ripe, under the orange tree, like the sunset glow, Huang Chengcheng and Jin Cancan put a golden coat on Mother Earth. Dark brown orange trees are covered with heavy oranges. These naughty little oranges bent the orange tree, so we had to support the branches with branches. The autumn wind blows, and waves of rich orange fragrance float with the wind, which is refreshing. Speaking of this delicious orange, it is really sour and sweet, cool and delicious, crystal clear as jade, which makes people linger. Now it is booming. My father and I often enjoy the cool in its shade, and sometimes we can enjoy the cool to quench our thirst.

3. When the spring breeze blows the earth green, the orange branches in my hometown sprout, bathing in the warm sunshine and sucking the dew in spring; Soon, the orange trees are full of white flowers. From a distance, the branches are like piles of snowflakes, emitting a thick fragrance.

When summer comes, the leaves of the orange trees on the hillside change from light green to dark green, and the orange trees are covered with round oranges. At first, oranges were only the size of little fingers. Gradually, they grew as big as balls. The color of oranges is light green at first, and gradually turns dark green with time. Walking in the orange forest, pick an orange at random and peel it with a knife, and the juice on the orange peel splashes into your small eyes, which is too hot to open and makes people cry; After peeling off the skin, an orange piece of meat will appear in front of you. Send it to your nose and smell it. Sour and tempting.

Autumn is coming, autumn is coming, and the orchard is golden. How beautiful! Persimmons hang on the branches, just like small lanterns, which are beautiful. Oranges are like little stars in the sky. They are all so cute! The taste of autumn is still a lot. Pineapple is sweet, pear is fragrant, and there are many, many good smells. How beautiful autumn is! Let's walk into autumn together!

In June and July, oranges grow to the size of table tennis. At this time, it always hides under the leaves and is very shy.

In autumn, oranges are ripe, and some are piled together in groups of three or five, as if playing games; Some six or seven are together, as if whispering.

The orange is spherical in appearance, with slightly concave pedicels and navel, and the color is bright orange. As soon as the skin is peeled off, a strong fragrance comes to the nose and is refreshing.

Seven or eight crescent-shaped orange petals are tightly stacked together. I broke off two pieces and put them in my mouth. When I bite them, the orange juice in my mouth is sour and sweet. It's really delicious.

In the south of October, it is still very hot. The leaves of one season are green, the flowers of one season are red, the leaves of one season fall, and the wind of one season begins to dance. A flock of birds came to the yard as guests; A tree full of oranges caught fire. ...

Oranges are reserved. Girls who often visit fruit shops should be familiar with her. It's just a bunch of the most humble, cheapest things that were not generous at all in the past. She is not as ostentatious as an apple, full and smooth, with obvious arc; Not as youthful as cherries, each one is strong in color and petite and lovely. Orange is more like a quiet Jiangnan woman, always wrapping herself up. She is shy and delicate and can't stand the wind and rain. Without that kind of strict protection, youth will soon pass away and dry up.

Oranges have character. The orange in Huainan is orange, and the orange in Huaibei is bitter orange. She is so unruly that she doesn't give in to life. She never waits on others without color, always dresses conservatively and looks rustic, but I like her simplicity and leave the best things to my true friends. Oranges always stand silently, never making public, even if their hearts are broken and their faces are haggard, their hearts will spread a little. Wait until one day, you suddenly think of her, gently peel off the intact skin, and you begin to feel sorry for her and regret it.