Essay on early spring wheat writing scene of the first year of junior high school

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The description of the spring wheat sprouts is as follows:

1. Spring comes to the edge of the endless wheat field, the green wheat seedlings, after the spring breeze blows the horn dies, the wheat field swings layer after layer of green waves, making a rustling sound, it seems to be singing happily for the arrival of spring!

2. The wheat seedlings in the ground grow fat and green, and the wind blows, like a lake of green water.

3. In the field, the wheat seedlings are green, as far as the eye can see, like green waves. Town feast.

4. In the spring field, the wheat sprouts are green, as far as the eye can see, like green waves. The golden wild cauliflower, shining in the green waves.

5. Look at the green wheat seedlings, turning into waves of wheat under the blowing of the spring wind, as if beckoning to me; The flag hunts in the wind, the wheat waves are rolling, and the horses are galloping, and the proud mood is simply indescribable! A great sense of responsibility will surge and rise in the bottom of my heart!

6. Look at the green wheat seedlings, turning into waves of wheat under the blowing of the spring breeze, as if beckoning to me; The flag hunts in the wind, the wheat waves are rolling, and the horses are galloping, and the proud mood is simply indescribable! A great sense of responsibility will surge and rise in the bottom of my heart!

7. The wheat seedlings in the field are like a sea, crisscrossing the winding river channels, the willow branches by the river spit out the buds, and the reeds are green when they are drilled out.

8. The roadside is covered with a large area of green wheat seedlings, it is so full of vitality, as soon as spring comes, the wheat seedlings are paved into a green earth at once.

9. The wheat seedlings in the field grow green, and when a gust of wind blows, layers of green waves will surge in the wheat field, as if there is a conductor conducting it, which is very rhythmic! The rape flowers are golden and yellow, swaying from side to side with the wind! It also gives off a light fragrance.

10. Spring comes to the edge of the endless wheat field, the green wheat seedlings, after the spring breeze blows the horn dead, the wheat field swings layer after layer of green waves, making a rustling sound, it seems to be singing happily for the arrival of spring!

11. The wheat seedlings in the field are like a sea, criss-crossing the winding river channels, the willow branches by the river spit out the tender buds, and the reeds are green when they are drilled out and released.

12. In the fields, the wheat is green and lush, like an endless sea; The golden rape honeysuckle and the white and fine camellia flowers are in full bloom, and the fields are beautifully decorated. Butterflies flutter among the flowers, and sometimes fly into the wheat fields, and they seem to be very fond of wheat seedlings.

13. In spring, the earth recovers, everywhere is full of vitality, and the wheat field will also bloom with a faint goose-yellow wheat flower, and the wheat flower will also be filled with a strong wheat fragrance, with a beautiful spring picture.

14. The wheat seedlings that are being jointed are like green carpets, thick on the field.

15. The wheat seedlings in early spring are like toddlers who have taken off their swaddling clothes and put on single clothes, swaying their arms, stretching their muscles and bones, and growing rapidly.

1.The wheat had already grown ears, and had grown as tall as two unsharpened pencils. The green wheat, one after another, one after another, is endless, as if you are in a sea of emerald green.

It is as green as a piece of jasper, so green and tender, as if a life is blooming from here, verdant and dripping. Vast wheat fields, infinite vitality.

2.Wow! The fields are so beautiful in spring!

There were green wheat fields as far as the eye could see, young green grass that had just broken the ground, small red buds growing on the peony trees, small heads peeking out of the willow branches, unknown yellow flowers, and the ice in the pond had melted, and even the ground had become as loose as bread.

1 In spring, the boundless wheat field is green, refreshing, lively, smiling, and the breeze blows, and the fragrance ......

A gentle breeze blows, and the golden waves of wheat in the terraces are more spectacular than the waves of the sea.

The wheat seedlings that are returning to green, fluffy and green, are carrying crystal clear dewdrops under the morning glow.

The wheat mangs are straight and upright, really like a head-on broom. The wheat was swollen and bigger than the seed of the best apple.

No matter which direction you look at, they are not tall in the world, but no one bends their straight waists. They carry me and I support you, like a flexible screen comfortably pulling the spring breeze; Like a magical blanket, it has been spread into the boundless white clouds and the red glow on the top of the mountain.

2 Spring has arrived, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, there is a vibrant scenery everywhere, the green wheat seedlings in the wheat field are growing happily, and after the breeze, the green waves are like a beautiful picture.

Spring has arrived, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, there is a vibrant scenery everywhere, the green wheat seedlings in the wheat field are growing happily, and after the breeze, the green waves are like a beautiful picture.

Wheat blossoms I've seen a lot of beautiful flowers.

Roses are romantic, peonies are rich, and orchids are darkly fragrant. Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemums alone, Zhou Dunyi prefers lotus, and Gong Zizhen loves to treat plums.

Flowers bloom, for what? I think so a lot.

After these precious flowers bloom, in addition to the bitterness of lotus seeds, most of them are like a supermodel coming from the downtown area, which is short-lived.

When it comes to epiphany, it is always believed that she has the shortest flowering period. In fact, there is another plant that has a shorter flowering period than an epiphany. It's the wheat we're all too familiar with.

Wheat flowers bloom, farmers call them Yanghua, although wheat flowers are hermaphroditic flowers, but the spread of pollen also has to be mediated by wind.

My hometown has more than 5 acres of land, and every year when I sow in autumn, my mother always asks me what I grow today. I would say, without thinking, that all of it grows wheat. The direct reason is that it has a high yield and is easy to harvest, and the indirect reason is that I like the wheat flowers.

When the wheat is sown, we become the watchmen of the wheat field. From "the grass color is close but there is nothing" to "I like to see the wheat and the thousand waves", there is an indescribable sense of spiritual satisfaction.

After the Qingming Festival, it is the season of wheat flowers, and after going to the grave of the ancestors, I have to stand on the wheat furrow and listen to the wheat flowers bloom. Do flowers bloom soundly? No.

Are flowers invisible? Of course. But not the beauty of falling flowers on the shoulders.

She is just a moment, just ten minutes, faint white, slender and small, and she will not play shyly. It was in this short moment that 6 billion people on the planet were fed.

When it comes to the color of flowers, it has been said that only white flowers can give off a fragrant fragrance. I basically agree. Because I have smelled many beautiful flowers, but I have never felt the refreshing fragrance of reddish-purple flowers.

This is what the owner of the florist is most familiar with. On Valentine's Day this year, I also had a romantic time and bought two bright red roses to make my wife and daughter happy. The owner of the florist wraps it up and sprays perfume on the flowers.

I thought it was strange that the owner told me that the roses themselves were not fragrant. It dawned on me that spraying perfume was meant to add romance. But there is a difference between the wife and the daughter, the red rose that was given to the wife was sprayed, and the one that was given to the daughter was not sprayed.

Both women were very happy when they took it home. But it didn't take long for the little secret to be discovered by her daughter. shouted that his father was eccentric, and snatched the red rose that had been sprayed with perfume in his hand.

I don't know if it's the girl who is particularly sensitive to the sense of smell, or the little guy is particularly ghostly, anyway, Dad's little trick adds to the joy of the holiday!

I am a source of joy. But every Mother's Day, I didn't send happiness to my mother. My mother was a farmer, and she must have blamed the money for sending carnations to the wrong place.

I only go home every Sunday to see her and talk to her, which is her greatest joy. Mother's Day is approaching, and I really want to give her the most precious gift. What to send?

My mother is a farmer, so I'd better give her a field of wheat flowers! Of course, she didn't know that there was a love story of Plato in this wheat field.

Ears of wheat are the result of the flowering of wheat. Wheat blossoms are humble, but they are the most beautiful in my heart!