Rose description composition

Everyone has writing experience in study, work and life, so you are familiar with writing. Writing can exercise our habit of being alone, calm our minds and think about our future direction. How to write a composition to avoid stepping on thunder? The following are eight compositions about roses that I collected for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

There are roses, Chinese rose, plum blossom, bougainvillea, chrysanthemum, morning glory, osmanthus and peach blossom in my garden ... so my garden has become a paradise for flowers, very beautiful, very beautiful.

Others say my roses are beautiful, so am I. My roses are in all colors, and the petals are not only beautiful but also naughty. Once I accidentally fell down while walking. A breeze blew and the rose just stung my hand. I walked away angrily.

Sometimes roses are lovely, sometimes roses are sympathetic to others, which makes people like roses very much, and also lets me know that plants will know how to love.

One day, I was counting flowers in the garden when a breeze blew. I smell a faint scent of roses. It turned out that the naughty and lovely rose was playing tricks. I like the smell of roses very much.

Sometimes a rose is like a grass, standing there quietly. The advantage of roses is the love of beauty. Roses like places with light and have unique fragrance.

My rose really lives up to its reputation. I like the paradise in my garden.

Rose Description Composition 2 The brook is gurgling, giving out the beautiful music of "Ding Dong Ding Dong", and the water drops are tap dancing on the stone with that lovely rhythm. The appearance of prosperity. The stream divides the grassland into two halves, but the two halves are completely different. Half is full of roses, and the other half is just a lonely grassland.

That seed, I don't know when it fell here. So, she began to grow hard in the dark soil. She wants to know what the world is like.

However, she was disappointed. She was disappointed when she saw the sky. Opposite her is her beautiful companion, large tracts of beautiful roses. I am the only rose on the bare lawn. She looked at herself in the stream, not as warm as red, but sad. She sighed, because she was the only one!

At night, she looked at her sleeping companion and shed tears quietly, dripping on the side of a calm stream. "I'm not happy at all." She whispered.

At this time, a little red fish poked its head out and said, "beautiful rose, you have such gorgeous petals, such lovely fragrance and such delicate leaves." What are you unhappy about? " "But look at my companion across the street. Aren't they like me? " Rose shook the drooping leaves, and then said, "My companions are everywhere around them, and I can only be my own flower." "You have a flower in full bloom on this green lawn. How amazing it is! And you give people the impression that you are so fresh and elegant, while their feeling is warm and unrestrained. You make people fall in love at first sight. You have beautiful flowers and outstanding temperament. Who will be happier than you, and you? But you are still not satisfied with your own happiness and want to get more happiness. You should discover the happiness you have, not envy others. " The little fish became more and more excited and even jumped out of the water. The beautiful flower raised her tearful face and looked more and more beautiful. She looked at herself in the stream and smiled. She smiled so beautifully and happily.

That night, she slept soundly, because she finally understood that she would always be the happiest among the beautiful flowers.

The brook gurgled, giving off the wonderful music of "Ding Dong Ding Dong". On both sides, there are lush roses. Perhaps among them, there is the happiest rose smiling sweetly.

Although the rose does not have the reputation of "the king of flowers", its purity, beauty and tenacious vitality are intoxicating.

There are many flowers in my cousin's small garden, including begonia, apricot blossom and peach blossom. They are colorful, swaying slowly against the spring breeze in March and Xi, and some are in bud, just like a shy little girl; Some bloom and are full of passion ... white is pure and elegant, purple is noble and elegant, and yellow is light and elegant ... They show graceful dances in the colorful sunshine in spring, and burning roses are the darling of spring.

From a distance, roses are like candles, red flames are burning and jumping, and they smile brightly and enthusiastically in the sun; When a breeze blows gently, it swings its soft body and dances gently, which is really graceful.

Look at the rose carefully. It has some roots deeply rooted in the soil. It looks thin and soft, but it is actually very strong. You can't pull it up without a little effort. When you see its straight stem and elegant posture in the soil, will you fall for its charming posture? Do you feel afraid when you see its stems covered with sharp thorns? Its stems are covered with leaves, some of which are thick and thick green, and some of which are tender and green, shining with green light. Its leaves are also very strange, and the edges of the leaves are like sawtooth. There is a thin ditch in the middle with patterns on it, which looks like handfuls of small spoons, especially cute. Its petals are pink and the top is white. Some have stripes. Petals tightly surround the flower core, which looks noble and elegant.

The smell of roses is particularly intoxicating. It is not as fragrant as gardenia, nor as strong as wintersweet. You have to gather together in front of it and smell it gently, and a refreshing fragrance of flowers comes to the nose. It is so light and elegant that people are intoxicated.

Rose, although you are not the king of flowers, you touched me with purity, beauty and tenacious vitality.

My father likes to grow plants. My balcony is full of plants my father brought back from outside: some from my father's company and some from the street.

In front of the window outside the living room, although there is an air-conditioned outdoor unit, there are still one or two pots of plants; There are also two pots of plants in the window outside mom and dad's house. Look, one of them is climbing high on the guardrail. I won't say much about the balcony!

Look! Today, my father brought back a new member-a pot of roses.

The rarest plant in my family is the rose. Today, my father finally brought back a pot of roses. On the same day, my father sent away an old comrade at home-cycad. When my father and I moved old comrades, old comrades came to "bite" us. Because he can't bear to leave, after all, he has lived in our house for several years. Because cycad's home is too small, we intend to bring it to a wide world and grow up happily. My father and I moved for a long time, but we didn't move. Later, we moved to the cycad according to the horizontal principle.

I got up today and walked to the rose. Suddenly there was a red flower, a red rose. I don't believe it, so I asked my mother if she was a red rose. My mother told me so. Later, I specially called my father, but the answer made me very happy. My father told me that it was really a rose. But I saw red roses for the first time. How beautiful!

When my father came home for dinner at night, I said to him, "You can keep up with young people now. Give it to your mother yourself. You planted this rose yourself!" " The father actually said, "You little brat, what are you talking about!" " "As it turns out, my father will be shy.

At night, looking up from the downstairs, the window is a little red, like a red lantern hanging in the dark, according to the direction of progress.

My aunt has a fish tank with goldfish and a bunch of fake roses to decorate it.

This bunch of fake roses is pink, and the petals keep rolling inward. I counted them and they rolled inward four times. There are some yellowish stamens in the pink petals. Although there is no fragrance, its beautiful appearance makes people feel that this flower has a charming fragrance spread all over the world, so that people from all corners of the country can smell this fragrance and feel intoxicated.

The flower pole is different from the usual one. It's green, and it feels made of plastic, just like the cloth of the window, but it's rough. The leaves of this flower are also green. It spread to both sides, trying to support this beautiful rose. This reminds me of green leaves. Truth: We must work hard, only the flowers with green leaves will bloom more vigorously!

I like this beautiful and fragrant fake rose in menstruation's house, and it also gives me a truth!

Rose Model 5: Beautiful Rose

Speaking of roses, everyone must be familiar with them. It is deeply loved by people for its gorgeous colors and beautiful posture. Why else does mother like roses so much?

Roses are colorful and dazzling. There are red roses as red as fire, white roses as white as snow, yellow roses as yellow as gold, and pink roses as red as rosy cheeks. It is said that there are black roses, but they are extremely rare and are called the best among flowers. After a drizzle, the petals of the rose were covered with dew, and I saw that the rose was dotted with dew, shining with dazzling brilliance. How beautiful!

Roses are very beautiful in various ways. Buds that have not yet opened are so full that they seem to burst, showing great vitality. Some roses with only two or three petals are like bows on girls' heads; Have a shy face like a girl. The blooming roses are as proud and beautiful as girls. When the breeze blows, roses dance as if to show off their beauty.

Roses are not only brightly colored and graceful, but also have many uses. For example, it can be made into medicinal materials, essence, rose oil and other cosmetics. I heard that the price of this cosmetic once exceeded five or six times that of gold!

Ah! How beautiful these roses are! How intoxicating it looks!

Rose Description Composition 6 Hello everyone! I am a rose. I am a good friend of mankind. I provided them with a beautiful environment. I am closely related to mankind.

My stems are thick and my roots are thick. They are all green. With sharp thorns, haha, I have a protective shield like a cactus. But my best place is of course my breeding ground-flowers. I have many petals, one, two, three ... but they all have one feature-red with a little powder. Sometimes when guests come to my host's house, my host will introduce me well. At that time, I was very happy

I have high demands on my living environment, because I am an "elegant" flower. For example, lighting needs sunlight, but it can't be too strong or too weak, and the temperature is generally 15 to 20 degrees Celsius. Generally, people who meet me will be at a loss, but my little master is a man who knows flowers, so my life has always been very happy. My little master gave me a good environment, and I was gorgeous.

Let's talk about my relationship with humans first. I have high ornamental value. Although the heat is not as good as that of green radish and chlorophytum, it still feels very strong.

This is me-rose, your good friend, a good plant that provides you with a beautiful environment. Do you like me? Take me home if you like!

My father likes to grow plants. My balcony is full of plants my father brought back from outside: some from my father's company and some from the street.

In front of the window outside the living room, although there is an air-conditioned outdoor unit, there are still one or two pots of plants; There are also two pots of plants in the window outside mom and dad's house. Look, one of them is climbing high on the guardrail. I won't say much about the balcony!

Look! Today, my father brought back a new member-a pot of roses.

The rarest plant in my family is the rose. Today, my father finally brought back a pot of roses. On the same day, my father sent away an old comrade at home-cycad. When my father and I moved the old comrades, the old comrades came to "bite" us because he could not bear it. After all, he has lived in our house for several years. Because cycad's home is too small, we intend to bring it to a wide world and grow up happily. My father and I moved for a long time, but we didn't move. Later, we moved to the cycad according to the horizontal principle.

I got up today and walked to the rose. Suddenly there was a red flower, a red rose. I don't believe it, so I asked my mother if she was a red rose. My mother told me so. Later, I specially called my father, but the answer made me very happy. My father told me that it was really a rose. But I saw red roses for the first time. How beautiful!

When my father came home for dinner at night, I said to my father, "You can keep up with young people now. Give it to your mother yourself. You planted this rose yourself!" "Dad actually said," You little urchin, what are you talking about! " "It turns out that dad is also shy.

At night, looking up from the downstairs, the window is a little red, like a red lantern hanging in the dark, according to the direction of progress.

Flowers are creatures of nature and symbols of people's beauty. Flowers can bring us beauty. No flowers means that a mother has no children of her own. Flowers are very important to us. One of them is my favorite flower-rose.

Roses are my favorite flowers. It is charming, dazzling, fragrant and intoxicating. Roses are deciduous shrubs with thorns on their branches. Flowers are purple, red and other colors, with strong fragrance, which can be used as spices. It is said that flowers and roots can be used as medicine. The rose pink petals are like the sweet face of a little girl, and the edges of the petals curl outward, like Liu Haier on the little girl's head. The petals are wrapped in layers and slowly spread out when they open.

People regard roses as a symbol of love, silent love, love of relatives, love of friends, love of lovers, love of teachers and students ... I have a rose garden in front of me. There are many flowers in the garden. There are countless kinds of red, yellow and white. What a paradise! I feel like a rose, dressed in beautiful clothes, walking briskly to the green grass and dancing with Miss Chun. The "whistling" wind is wonderful music, and the blue sky, white clouds and green leaves are all beautiful scenery. We bent down to dance, and our red faces looked more beautiful in the sun. Unconsciously, the song ended, but my heart still lingered in the beautiful rose garden.

My favorite-roses. You are holy, beautiful and fragrant. You represent the witness of love and the symbol of beauty. Life should be as colorful as roses. Ah! Ross, I love you!

I believe everyone has their own favorite flowers, except me, of course. I like roses.

Rose is the national flower of Britain. It became very noble.

The petals of a rose, like the hem of a pleated skirt, have a unique taste. The red of roses is affectionate red! It's Yellowstone with a flower core and yellow with sunshine! The green of its branches and leaves is the green of silent dedication!

Roses not only have a noble appearance, but also have a heart that is dedicated silently.

Rose, it selflessly dedicates its delicate flowers to the workers who make rose candy. It silently gave its bud to the tea maker. It voluntarily donates its body to those in need. ...

Rose I not only like your noble appearance, but also like your silent dedication!