1. The composition describing plants in the third grade of primary school is 400 words
Our school is in the East Ring of Shanyang District. My favorite is the poplar tree near the playground. Poplar is located in the southwest corner of our school, tall and strong. Their leaves are green, soft and beautiful.
In spring, the poplars are covered with "caterpillars" and fall to the ground, becoming "gadgets" for students.
In summer, its leaves are green and bright, and some are as big as palms!
Autumn "autumn wind sweeps the leaves". The wind is like a big broom, and the leaves are like elves flying in mid-air.
In winter, poplars are bare, but the trees are still covered with snow, standing there like white giants.
In the classroom, it maintains the peace of the campus like a guardian; When class is over, it plays with us like a partner.
I love my school, and I love the poplars in my school even more.
2. The composition describing plants in the third grade of primary school is 400 words.
Eight laurel flowers. My favorite flower is osmanthus. Several osmanthus trees were planted in front of my house. Every August and September, I can smell a faint fragrance as soon as I leave home, and I am often hooked by it. A closer look shows that osmanthus fragrans are small and dense, clustered in clusters. There are no delicate roses, no varieties of chrysanthemums, no white and elegant magnolia flowers, and even the trunks are thin and miscellaneous; Leaves are even less attractive, and ordinary ones are just ordinary. But standing under the tree, a faint fragrance came to the nose, refreshing. I often can't help but revel in the fragrance of flowers. Close your eyes, as if immersed in the ocean of flowers. If you pick a few flowers and put a bunch in the room, the room will be filled with beautiful osmanthus fragrance.
Smelling it, it seems that I am also a sweet-scented osmanthus, emitting a faint fragrance and laughing with my companions. Bees flew past me and told me the joy of picking honey. Birds stopped by me and told me wonderful and interesting stories about nature ... People stopped in front of me, greedily took a sip of fragrance and left with a room full of flowers ... It took me a long time to come to my senses and remember that I was not a osmanthus. It turned out that I was intoxicated by the fragrance of osmanthus, immersed in it!
No wonder some people say that "osmanthus blossoms in August." I like osmanthus.
3. The composition describing plants in the third grade of primary school is 400 words
When I moved to my new home, my father bought a begonia flower. It's been three years in my home. His nose is about three or four centimeters in diameter. The branches at the top of the trunk are intertwined like fluffy hair combed to one side. Most other flowers grow leaves first and then bloom, but my begonia flower is different. Every spring, when the weather is warm, many small buds first grow on the branches. The small bud is wrapped in green, revealing a little red. In a month or so, the small bud will turn into a rose-red begonia flower. From a distance, these begonia flowers are like a burning cloud, and they look great!
Standing on the windowsill, I suddenly felt like a begonia flower, dressed in rose-red clothes, standing in the sun. A breeze blew, and I danced and my rosy clothes fluttered with the wind. Not only I, but also a pot of begonia flowers are dancing. After the wind passed, I stopped dancing and stood there quietly. Birds fly by and tell me the joy of flying. The little bee flew over and told me about the honey harvest. ...
After a while, I remembered that I was not a begonia flower, I was looking at it.
4. The composition describing plants in the third grade of primary school is 400 words
When I was very young, my neighbor's aunt gave me a rose. Mom and dad planted it by the roadside. No one watered it, but it was still so lush. After a recent observation, I didn't expect six small buds to appear on the stem of the rose. There is a little red under the bud, just like the morning sun put a red scarf on it. After a few days, the bud has been broken, and a few petals have been slightly exposed inside, but they are still tightly closed together. Two days later, the whole Chinese rose bloomed. These flowers are pink, like a red young girl. I smell it. Wow! It smells good!
The newly-grown leaves of roses are light green and red, and the serrations on the edges did not prick the hands at that time, but when they grow up, they will prick the hands. I tell you, the thorns on its stem are harder than it!
The flowering period of Chinese rose is particularly long. It can bloom every month all year round, so people call it "Chinese rose".
What I like is not its beauty and fragrance, but its tenacious will to survive. Just like those who have this spirit.
5. The composition describing plants in the third grade of primary school is 400 words
My favorite plant is not noble roses, nor lovely Milan, nor lovely bamboo. It grows in a special environment, not fertile soil or clear water. It is covered with "green toothpicks", just like a little hedgehog. These small thorns are its self-defense weapons. If it pricks you, it will hurt for a while. This powerful thing, self-defense weapon, is not available to every plant.
Although it looks ugly, its flowers are better than those in Bai Mudan. It seems to be decorating itself. Flowers as white as jade also exude a faint fragrance, which makes people involuntarily want to pick one and insert it in their own body, but at this moment, the small thorn will remind you to "just look, not start work!"
Although its flowering period is very short, the flowers will wither within one day, but its vitality is very strong. Whether it is a hot summer or a cold winter with frozen snowflakes, as long as it is planted in the soil and left unattended for a few days, it will continue to grow tenaciously.
Friends, do you know what this plant is? Do you like this plant?
It is a emerald cactus, and its figure in the wilderness is so great.
It is as strong as a camel in the desert, and its spirit makes us admire.