300 words for an excellent essay on flowers, 300 words for an essay on flowers

When I was a child, I lived at my grandmother's house. At that time, there were many beautiful flowers in my grandmother's yard. In spring, there are spring flowers and peony flowers; In summer, there are sunflowers, crab claw lotus; In autumn there are chrysanthemums and bunches of red, and in summer there are plum blossoms and daffodils.

Among them, I like daffodils the most, I like its appearance, and I like its "heart" even more. Although it is not as delicate as the peony flower, not as red as the sunflower, not as eye-catching as the chrysanthemum, and not as fragrant and intoxicating as the plum blossom. But the daffodils are slim, and the daffodils are clean and clear.

There's an even bigger reason: "Daffodils have a tenacious vitality." The daffodils are known as the "Limbo Fairy".

Indeed, its moving posture makes people fall in love at first sight. Grandma's pots of narcissus are beautiful. In January, the daffodils are blooming!

Its emerald green leaves are emerald green, green and shining, green is bright, criss-crossing between the green leaves, there are a few white and flawless small flowers scattered and scattered, and the flowers are embedded with a **-like stamens, exuding bursts of faint fragrance, which is particularly elegant. Daffodils have nothing to do with soil, and rain flower stone is its "soil". I think:

I'm going to be pure and white in thought like it, without a bit of sludge. The roots of daffodils are like a big onion, and there are white roots under the roots, and they are like long earthworms around the hard rain stones, and they look very stubborn. A gust of wind blows, Xiaohua shakes its head, swings its soft body, and seems to be dancing on the water stone in crystal clothes, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

In winter, many flowers can't withstand the ravages of the cold and the test of fate - they wither. The daffodil, on the other hand, is not afraid, when it is cold and snowy outside, it stands proudly, still so energetic and full of life, as if fighting against the cold wind, so persevering, that people love it more and more. I love Narcissus!

Love its beauty and fragrance, love its nobility and purity, and love its tenacity and perseverance! Kapok opens again I walked quietly on the quiet path, enjoying the breeze on my cheeks. A kapok flower fell from the sky, and I leaned down and looked at this beautiful flower like a flame, and my heart was full of emotion ......Nowadays I rarely see a kapok tree on the street, it is not as leafy as ordinary trees, it can block the harsh sunlight and spread coolness on the earth.

However, the kapok flowers always exude their fragrance and exude a sweet fragrance, which has attracted the admiration of many poets and the praise of tourists. The kapok blooms so big and carelessly, the bright red petals are tightly connected, so strong, even if the flowers fall, they still look up at the blue sky, and no petals are separated, just like a soldier who never admits defeat, does not give in, does not weaken. The flowers of kapok do not need any green leaves, there is no disguise, no grandstanding, no pretentiousness, it will bloom its own unique style, blooming the most brilliant face.

The flowers of kapok are like clusters of inextinguishable flames burning on the branches, and like the old clouds that cannot be dissipated, the spring earth is dressed up brightly and dazzlingly.