Flowers and bees write a paragraph.

1. There are green grasslands on both sides of the river bank, and goats are eating fat grass. Snails and rabbits are playing hide-and-seek games. The little white rabbit was very clever, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, while the snail was still crawling slowly, but he didn't see the rabbit hiding long ago.

The fragrant flowers attracted many bees and butterflies. Bees are busy collecting pollen and making nectar. Butterflies fly east for a while, and fly east for a while, as happy as fairies.

2. Gratitude is the' bee' in spring flowers, which helps flowers pollinate; Gratitude is the fire in the long snow, which warms your heart; Gratitude is the melody of the four seasons. Touch your heart with melody.

3. Let's go for a walk to the Peach Blossom Garden to see this beautiful and that beautiful. There are so many peach blossoms, some hanging on the branches alone, and some are next to each other in twos and threes. Thousands of bees are buzzing on the flowers, and butterflies of all sizes are flying around. If the scenery in front of us is regarded as a vivid painting, the artist's skill is really amazing!

Every spring, red kapok, pink peony and white Chinese rose will be in full bloom. Some are in bud, some are in bud, and some are in full bloom. Wave after wave of exciting flowers attracted many small bees, humming and dancing.

Love is as sweet as a bee stings.

6. The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful. That's the news of youth that is still looming, and it's the skin of a very strong virgin. In the snowfield, there are blood-red camellias, single-petal plum blossoms with dark green in white and wintersweet with dark yellow chin; There are cool green weeds under the snow.

Butterflies really don't exist; I really can't remember whether bees come to collect honey from camellia and plum blossoms. But my eyes seem to see flowers blooming in the snow in winter, and many bees are busy flying. I can hear their buzzing sound.