Write a plant essay, write a plant essay.

Updated on educate 2024-06-19
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  1. Anonymous users2024-02-12

    <> my favorite plant is bamboo, because it is not only tall and beautiful, but also has a tenacious and unyielding character.

    Looking out from the back balcony of my house, there is a green bamboo forest. If you look closely, the branches of the bamboo are green, and they are section by section, like lotus roots. Its leaves are oblong with pointy points on the head, like the slender fingers of people.

    Bamboo leaves are green all year round, with stripes on them, like fingerprints on a person's hand. The edges of the bamboo leaves, although flat, are sharp. A gust of wind blew, and the bamboo forest made a rustling sound.

    Bamboo can be very useful. It can be made into a variety of bamboo products such as mats and brushes. I love the evergreen bamboo all year round, and I want to learn its spirit of perseverance and perseverance!

  2. Anonymous users2024-02-11

    On the balcony of my house, there is a very inconspicuous pot of cacti.

    The cactus' body resembles a piece of emerald, and it resembles a cute little hedgehog. Its whole body is covered with thorns like steel needles, don't underestimate these thorns, this is the ** it uses to defend itself! I was stabbed by it, and my mother was stabbed by it, and it hurt terribly.

    My mother tried to throw it away many times, but I refused because I had a special affection for it, and I loved the cactus.

    Spring came, everything woke up, and a small cactus was drilled into the body of the cactus "mother", and the little cactus looked so weak and so brittle, as if a gust of wind could blow it away. And its "mother" is afraid that her children will be "bullied" by the cold wind in early spring, and always uses her body to block the cold wind, but the little cactus always drills up, and finally, with the encouragement of Grandpa Chunlei and the help of Sister Chunyu, the little cactus overcame many difficulties and grew up.

    In late spring and early summer, the cactus grows buds, and it is strange to say that the cactus blooms in a very "order", always two flowers bloom together, like a pair of twin sisters, and like a bow tied on the head of a little girl. The cactus flowers bloom white and fragrant, like a beautiful fairy wearing a white dress, while dancing gracefully on the jade stage, from the dress, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

    In autumn, the harvest season, the cactus grows, and it can be used for many purposes! It can be cut into slices and brewed into a cool and delicious tea to quench your thirst. It can also be eaten, it is rich in nutrients, and it can be used as a bonsai ......It's really too much to say, but the most surprising thing is that it can be boiled into a potion to cure diseases.

    People love the magnificent peony and peony, the autumn chrysanthemum in a variety of forms, and the fragrant osmanthus ......But I love the cactus only because of its appearance, but also because of its quality.

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