How to write an essay about observations

Plants - Daffodils.

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." ”

Daffodils are known as the "Limbo Fairy". Indeed, its moving posture makes people fall in love at first sight.

Grandma's pots of daffodils 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 thought: I want to be pure and white in my mind 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 noble purity, and love its tenacity and perseverance.

I've always wanted to see how the beans sprout. On Monday, I started soaking beans. Finding a cup and adding water, I picked up a black bean and carefully placed it in the cup.

Thump! "Pick up a peanut and plop!" "Another black bean and a peanut, one after the other, I put them in the cup.

Although these four lives have not yet awakened, they have already sprouted in my heart.

On Tuesday, I ran to the cup as soon as I got out of bed and couldn't wait to see it, alas! I was a little disappointed that the beans didn't sprout, and I wanted to shout at them, "Hey!

Wake up! But I held back. I can't be so anxious, maybe it will be fine in a few days, I comfort myself.

After a while, I forgot about it.

By Thursday, looking at the four expanding beans, I felt a surge of confidence, perhaps sprouting.

At school, the teacher asked us to exchange observations, and I learned that beans cannot be completely soaked in water. It's so infuriating and funny.

A week passed, and my first peanut sprouted, and a little crack was made in the top of the peanut, revealing a little white bud, which was very cute. I feel a sense of accomplishment and happiness. Thus was the first life born.

After my personal experience, **out of the process of bean growth, my heart is sweeter than eating honey, it is really a response to "there is a pay, there is a return".