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There are many kinds of flowers in the world, such as: magnolia, moon flower, rose, plum blossom, chrysanthemum, junzi orchid, camellia such as: however, the flower with the most flowers and the most abundant color is the sunflower.

As the saying goes: "Good flowers don't bloom often". Sunflowers are also good flowers, with red, yellow, white, purple, crimson, orange ......The petals of the sunflower are single-layered, shaped like plum blossoms, with red and black filaments with yellow dots on the core.

The stems of sunflowers are long, thin, soft, and curved. Its branches are thin, the leaves are dense, and the flowers are quite numerous.

Sunflowers bloom only when they see the sun, and every day when the sun rises slowly in the east, the sunflowers scramble to open their smiling faces. When the breeze blows, Sunflower "shakes its head" and seems to be reciting poetry, and seems to nod to pedestrians. The bones of the sunflower are red and the size of a soybean.

Unlike other flower bones, they are short and round.

The flower seeds of the sunflower are surrounded by a few small leaves. The flower seeds are as big as sesame seeds, and when the small flower seeds are ripe, they are scattered in the arms of the grandfather of the earth, and after being moistened by the sun and rain, they can grow and bloom more beautiful sun flowers in the second year.

The vitality of the sunflower is very strong, she sucks the nectar given to her by Grandma Blue Sky to her heart's content, and she greedily absorbs the nutrients of Grandpa Earth. Sunflower thrives under the care of Grandpa Earth and Grandma Lantian, dressing up the motherland more beautifully and adding to the beautiful nature.

At night, the sun is like a child after a day of play, tired and relieved to fall asleep.

Trumpet flowers are also good flowers, it blooms early and loses late, it and sunflowers seem to be a pair of good sisters, they agree to open together, enter sweet dreams together, never bloom early, fail early, and decorate this beautiful nature together. They give themselves selflessly and never ask for anything in return from the motherland or from the people.

Although the sunflower does not have the nobility of roses, the fragrance of chrysanthemums, the purity and elegance of magnolias, and the fragrance of plum blossoms, sunflowers have the spirit of selfless dedication.

I love the sunflower, its tenacious and vigorous vitality, and I love its selfless dedication.

Hats off to the tree.

Feeling the pressure on my body, I picked up my pace every day. Walking between campus and home, my eyes always fixed on the road ahead, and I could only occasionally see a few people who were in a hurry like me. If it weren't for this rain, I'm afraid I'd have been in a hurry and never noticed it.

The sky was hazy due to the fine and dense rain, the dark clouds never dispersed, and the gloomy sky was a bit like my mood at this time. I was mechanically walking on my way home, when suddenly my umbrella tripped over something, and I looked up rarely, and it turned out to be a clump of branches. But I couldn't move for a long time when I glanced at the tree, for I couldn't help but look at it carefully, it was a rare and weak camphor tree.

Although none of the trees planted by the roadside are particularly strong, this one is too thin, and even the thickest trunk is only enough for me to measure in the palm of one hand, but the young appearance has the mottled bark of the vicissitudes of life, and the branches are thinner, but there are many branches. I think maybe it's these countless twigs that squeeze out the essence of the mother's body.

Looking up again, I was stunned, such a weak body with dense green leaves, washed by the rain, was proudly standing up, verdant, beautiful like a piece of pure emerald, I stroked a piece, and it grew very strong. It's almost hard for me to imagine how many nutrients, how much wind and rain it has to go through and how much effort it has to go through to grow out of such a thin tree!

It turns out that the weakest trees can also grow incomparably beautiful, strong leaves.

I was touched by the tree, and I was ashamed of the gloom in my heart. The little tree is pitifully thin, but it is not reconciled to this, so it desperately absorbs nutrients, grows desperately, and presents another beautiful side of itself. Perhaps the thickness of the trunk is predestined, so the beauty of the leaves is achieved, because both the branches and the leaves are the pride of the tree.

Just like life, there will always be such and such shortcomings for you, please don't be sad, we still have a lot to make up for. The background is not high, and self-cultivation sublimates the mind and the soul is noble; The appearance is not outstanding, and he always treats people sincerely and makes his soul beautiful; Parents have little power, respect each other like guests, take care of each other and enjoy family fun. Just like a tree, the branches are small and strive to grow lush and rich leaves, which is also a shocking beauty!

I have long since moved away from the tree, but my thoughts have not been withdrawn, but I am beside the tree, saluting it!

In front of me was a piece of white paper with an essay of more than 400 words written on it.