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How to describe the opening of flowers? For example, Chinese rose.

Describe what you like and write down what you see.

Chinese rose flowers are bright, red as fire and pink as chardonnay, which makes people dizzying. But don't be greedy and want to keep it for yourself. There are small thorns waiting for you on its small stem. A gust of wind blew, and the Chinese rose danced like a beautiful princess. Bees accompany her in the flowers and butterflies dance for her.

In the next month, flowers bloom one after another, and there are flowers in various postures on a tree. A shy flower is like a young lady to be married in a boudoir. Just a little bit of flowers, exposed outside, make people suddenly enlightened. Flowers in full bloom, scattered all over the floor, are intoxicating. The receptacle looks like a small glutinous rice ball with refreshing flowers on it!

From the botanical point of view, "Rose" and "Rose" are two different "species" belonging to Rosaceae, and there are differences in plant morphology: "Rose" is an erect shrub with prickly branches, smooth leaves, blooming all year round and more colors; Although roses are also erect shrubs, their branches are prickly, their leaves are wrinkled, they bloom in spring, and their colors are mostly purple and white. Therefore, it is obviously wrong to equate "Chinese rose" with "rose".

China rose was introduced to Europe more than 200 years ago. Through the efforts of generations of breeders, "modern rose" was bred in 1867, which made it develop to a brand-new stage. In the 20th century, the modern rose returned to its hometown and became an important flower in our daily life. People still call it "rose". However, it has different meanings from the original "Rose", because "Modern Rose" is a mixture of the blood of "Rose" and "Wild Rose" on the basis of "Rose" in China, which is not only the development of Rose in China, but also the inheritance of Rose in China. Therefore, modern Chinese rose not only includes Rosa plants such as "Chinese rose", "Chinese rose" and "wild rose", but also includes their hybrid offspring, which has a wide range of meanings.

In Britain, France and other countries, the word "rose" is a general term for Rosa plants, which actually includes all kinds of wild roses, roses and other plants. Maybe our predecessors' translators don't know much about it. In all dictionaries such as English-Chinese, French-Chinese and German-Chinese, the word "rose" has only one explanation.

In China, Hongkong, Taiwan Province Province and other areas, the Chinese rose has been called a rose because of foreign influence, which has influenced Guangdong. For example, the Rose Garden in Shenzhen is called "Rose Palace", and the roses in life are also nicknamed "Rose" in literary works. The cut roses are generally called roses, and what "Give you a rose" and "999 roses" and so on. In fact, this title is not accurate enough.

Rose-a common flower. It has no plum blossom "cold ling alone", and it is not as expensive as Clivia who lives in a greenhouse. It just blooms on the roadside, flower beds and people's yards year after year-but I love it!

It is colorful. To ask how many kinds of Chinese roses you have seen, you really have to count them carefully before you can tell them. Look at its flower shape, single petal, shaped like a rose, but not as fragile as a rose, double petal, layered and elegant as a peony.

Look at its color, white, like moonlight and white jade, pure and soft; Red, like sunrise, like flame, is passionate and unrestrained. There are more purple, pink, yellow and orange ... really colorful! If there is only one kind of flower in the flower bed, I will choose roses. With roses, there will be colorful.

With roses, there will be a fragrance. It is not as pungent as cloves, nor as light as lotus flowers. It smells refreshing and pleasant. Moreover, it blooms everywhere, inadvertently seeping into your heart and spleen, making you relaxed and happy.

Every flower has its flowering period. Plum only blooms for one winter, lotus only blooms for one summer, and the stunning epiphyllum can only fade for a moment. And the Chinese rose, in addition to the cold weather, is also open-minded and selflessly decorating our lives! From the chilly spring, its purple leaves are still trembling in the wind, but the stamens are already sitting on the branches; In hot summer, a hundred flowers blossom, and summer is more beautiful because of it. However, it is not the protagonist. Because there are too many, too long and too common. People often turn a blind eye when praising it. But it has no regrets and continues to dress up for the next season-autumn. Autumn is the world of chrysanthemums. Is it? The Chinese rose was silent and uncontroversial, but it still bloomed. The cold wind is coming, the frost is coming and the snow is coming. What is the most beautiful thing in the snow? That's the gorgeous petals held high, that's the frozen Leng Yan-that's the Chinese rose, which blooms the soul of three seasons, and that's the soul that people should really pay attention to with awe! Man, poet, what is missing from the Chinese rose, so that it can not get the attention and praise it deserves? Don't! It lacks everything, but it is too selfless to know how to support itself. Plug it in everywhere, and it will live. It will bloom where it is planted and last for so long until people get used to it. Rose, are you not wronged? Don't your silent flower soul want to say something?

Rose, facing you, I want to cry; Facing you, I think of a large number of migrant workers pouring into the city. Those ordinary and humble people who silently bear and contribute have made great contributions to the development of the city with sweat, even tears and blood. How much did we give them in return? The migrant workers are still the same, and what we get is still the same. Should we still think about doing it?

I praise roses and ordinary people!

I like to listen to bamboo's deep singing, because it is free and easy to behave and upright; I like to appreciate the elegance of chrysanthemum, because it has exquisite posture and the pride of Shuang Ling ... However, what fascinates me most is roses.

Rose is one of the top ten famous flowers in China. It has many kinds and colorful colors. There are red roses symbolizing love and sincere and pure love, white roses symbolizing respect and loftiness, pink roses expressing first love, rare blue-purple roses, yellow, orange-yellow, green-white, two-color and three-color roses ... which also have an impact on prosperity!

So many Chinese rose flowers are like computer programs, and my mouse stops on the display screen of pink roses.

Either the roses are too delicate or too vulgar. I don't think so. Although roses are not as strong as plum blossoms, nor as holy as lotus flowers, nor as precious as snow lotus. Her appearance is charming, but not empty. She is soft on the outside and hard on the inside. She learned from bamboo that "the green hills don't relax" and overcame the ups and downs in front of your eyes. Isn't she "wildfire never completely devours them?"

My friend, you must have seen the needle on the handle of Chinese rose flower, which is very stinging. I once cut my finger. Whenever I am fascinated by the beautiful things in front of me, tell me: beautiful things are often bait, often accompanied by some disasters and traps, reminding me not to jump.

I love the beauty of Chinese rose, and I love her unique quality even more!

Some people like bright and rich peony, some people like fragrant orchids, some people like lotus flowers that reflect sunlight, but I love enduring roses.

Yang Wanli, a poet in the Song Dynasty, once wrote the quatrain "Only flowers are not red for ten days, and this flower is full" to praise the enduring habit of Chinese rose. As far as beauty is concerned, it is far less than peony, and as far as temperament is concerned, it is not as good as orchid, but its lasting will is incomparable to flowers.

Chinese rose is very beautiful and radiant, just like a baby's sweet smiling face. The petals are bright and moist, with a fragrance, which is intoxicating. There are early and late roses, usually in February-65438+February, and there are flowers in various postures on a tree. A shy flower is like a young lady to be married in a boudoir. The newly opened flowers, exposed outside, make people suddenly enlightened. The blooming flowers exude intoxicating fragrance.

Rose is very adaptable. All companies, places of interest, schools, hospitals and so on can see its footprint. It can also be used to decorate flower beds and homes.

Roses are very productive. In spring, you only need to put the cut branches in water to take root, and then plant them in the soil to survive. Roses are widely distributed and loved by everyone. Tianjin, Dalian, Zhengzhou, Nanchang and Changzhou all regard it as the city flower.

Ah! Ross, I love your beauty and tranquility, and I love your habit of enduring life for a long time. You deserve to be the queen of flowers!

Maybe the living environment has formed my habit of being a loner. I don't like talking to people. I just like sitting alone in the forest and listening to the laughter of birds quietly.

Because of my parents' work, I transferred to a primary school in the city. Faced with these strange faces and environments, I have a sense of disgust. When I walked into the school gate, I saw a girl by the flower bed smiling and waving to me. I went over and asked coldly, "What's the matter?" The girl smiled, although cute, but in my eyes it was just a broken jade. She said to me, "I" can I make friends with you? "I smile, was about to leave. I can't help but see a mass of red, just red, which is breathtaking. It struck a rusty string "Ding Dong" in my heart, and there was an uncontrollable joy in my heart. I turned to the girl and said, "I want to make friends with you." Yun Tian laughs like a colorful cloud in the sky.

In the whole school, I only speak my mind to Yunhe and Rose. Yun and I often come to the Chinese rose to water it, sometimes lying on the grass, looking up at the sky and watching birds fly by. Just like in the forest before, although Yun and I don't talk much and we have a tacit understanding, for me, I have never said so much to another person, including my parents!

That day, I picked up the kettle and went to water the roses. Before I came to the rose, I saw a few leaves fluttering in the wind and the bloody flowers disappeared. In the distance, I saw a girl coming towards me with a bunch of roses in her hand. That's a cloud. The kettle fell to the ground with a bang, and my eyes filled with tears. When the cloud saw it, I rushed over. But that person is actually a cloud, a cloud. I made a mistake. I gave Yun a hard stare, covered my ears and turned and ran away, leaving Yun with an innocent face. I heard the cry of the cloud behind me: "Qi, why don't you listen to me?" "Because your explanation is redundant!" Then, a cry came from behind him. ...

I ran to the place where Yunhe often went. I remembered the day when I first met Yune and spent time with her. Tears blurred my eyes. A hot tear ran down my face, and I was in a daze for a long time. I have no classes. As soon as I got home, I heard a familiar voice: "Sophia Kao, a child, at school ..." That was the voice of the head teacher. I pushed open the door and ran to the room. "

I open the picture book in my room and draw people. When I am lonely and bored, I always draw pictures. Although the painter is lifelike, there is always an incomprehensible sadness on my face. ...

The next day, I came to class and found a letter addressed to me in the drawer. I unfolded the stationery, and some familiar fonts were printed in front of my eyes:

Hello, Qi! That day, you left angrily and didn't want to hear any explanation from me. I'm really worried. I'm worried that you won't want me as a friend, and I'm worried that you won't be as silent as before. Now, can you listen to me explain? That day, I was about to water the rose, and I found that some junior children broke it. When they saw me coming, they threw it away. I picked it up, and you happened to bump into it, which made you misunderstand.

Signature: Cloud

After I saw it, I flew to the flower bed and found that the roses were full of flowers. I was very surprised. A closer look reveals that those flowers are tied with ribbons. "Cloud, is that you? Where are you? " I called everywhere, "I'm here." Cloud came out from behind the flower bed. I took the cloud by the hand and ran happily to the Woods. I shouted to the sky: "friend!" "

There are some Chinese rose flowers in my yard. I often loosen the soil and water it. Chinese rose is very lovely, and I will observe it as soon as I have time.

The stems of Chinese rose are long and thin, and there are many dark red dates on the dark green stems. These dates are sharp and hard, as if to remind me: you can only look, not touch! The leaves of Chinese rose are dark green. Strangely, the leaves are surrounded by soft thorns, just like a pinion. After careful observation, I found that all the leaves were opposite except one at the end of the branch. They are like a pair of lovely twins.

Chinese rose has many colors: crimson, pink, rose, orange and silvery white. Some are in full bloom, smiling, and some only grow two or three petals. Some are in bud, and some are just buds.

A gust of wind blew, and the Chinese rose gave off a fragrance. I sniffed it with my nose and felt quite comfortable.

When the Chinese rose blooms, it is really tireless.

Yin Hui Class Tutor, Grade Four, Xinji Primary School, Banzhuang Town, Ganyu County (1): Li Junchao

Teacher, send you a bunch of Chinese rose flowers.

Wu No.1 Experimental Primary School Zeng Rong

Every time I see the Chinese rose, I will think of you-Miss Jiang.

In my memory, you always wear neat and simple clothes, and your keen and kind eyes make people feel serious and kind. Once, just after school, it began to rain cats and dogs outside. The rain as big as beans cracked the glass, and the students were picked up by their parents one by one, leaving me alone in front of the classroom. The wind roared, and another flash of lightning cut the black. I couldn't help shivering. I cried. The crying alarmed you as you were about to go home with an umbrella. You hurry up and ask me gently what's wrong. I cried and said, "It's raining so hard that I dare not go home." "Come, I'll take you home." So you walked out of the school with an umbrella in one hand and my hand in the other. On the way, my teeth rattled with cold, so you should take them off quickly. ......

You fell ill the next day because of this cold. I am anxious to see you. I know you won't accept these foods. What should I send? Suddenly, I found that the Chinese rose in front of the door was blooming, emitting a fragrance. You will be happy to pick two flowers for you. So I took them to your bed and saw what you wrote on it. I quietly walked over and saw you preparing lessons. I gave a cry. Then he smiled and said, "Come and sit down." I gave you the rose: "Teacher, this flower has just opened, so I'll give you two ..." Because of excitement, I swallowed it again. You took the flowers and said happily, "Ah! Red roses, how beautiful! " You put the flowers in the vase beside your bed. You looked at the flowers, then at me and smiled sweetly.

After two years, I still can't forget it. As long as I see the Chinese rose, I will think of you, dear teacher Jiang.

There is a beautiful Chinese rose on my balcony. My mother and I often water and fertilize it. I love her very much and often watch her lose her mind. Her stem is dark green, thin and straight, as if the commander-in-chief in the flower was showing his strength. Her leaves are emerald green, and the edges are toothed, like handfuls of saws. In the morning, under the sunshine, crystal dew dripped down the blood vessels. Some spread out two or three delicate pieces, just revealing a cute little face; Everything else is scattered. The pink petals stand out against the yellow stamens. When the autumn wind blows, she dances, which is really graceful! When you walk into my house, you will smell a faint fragrance, that is, the fragrance of Chinese rose. The fragrance of Chinese rose attracted many small butterflies, who danced among the flowers. At this moment, a few little bees flew in, and the buzzing sound seemed to accompany Hua Hudie. It's really interesting. I like Chinese rose because it adds a beauty to autumn. People often say that spring is beautiful, but I want to say that autumn is also colorful.

The Chinese rose in my yard has been planted for more than three years. There were only a few branches at first. After continuous pole insertion, it is now very small and arranged in the shape of a big pentagram. Flowers are very lush, standing on the windowsill, very beautiful. The color is mainly red, with occasional blue and white. The fragrance is also very strong. During the flowering period, the whole building seems to be covered with flowers, just like a fairyland on earth, which makes people relaxed and happy.

I remember when I planted Chinese rose flowers for the first time, my father wrapped the bottom of the newly cut flowers with wet mud, dug a few small holes in the soft soil, carefully put the bottom of the flowers together with the wet mud in the pit, and then covered it with soil. He told me to take good care of them and water them on time every morning. Since the Chinese rose was planted, the flower beds in the yard have become a place to connect people's moods. Every morning, I say "Good morning!" Give the rose with the kettle. I go to school with my schoolbag on my back and pass by on my way home. I don't even want to stand there for a while and silently pray for the early flowering of the Chinese rose. There were several budding flower bones on the rose branches, but after a few days, the flower bones withered. "Is the rose going to die?" I am anxious, I really want to pull up the rose and see if it has roots. Dad told me: "Don't worry, the newly planted roses can't bloom yet. They will definitely bloom next year." Now the Chinese rose is full of flowers and flourishing. It's funny to think about the scene that day.

However, the flowers planted in the yard are not specially used for viewing. For example, when we get together in the morning and greet the flowers with a kettle, we always feel particularly comfortable. Considering that this is the result of our hard work, how can we not be secretly happy or even proud? Then, isn't it wonderful to devote yourself to a day's study and life with such a mood? For example, if you are tired of doing homework at night, you will feel annoyed. As soon as I opened the window, the faint fragrance of flowers came to my face and poured into my heart and spleen. The irritable mood will disappear without a trace, and the happy mood will fly like a bird.

Even if there are no flowers, just looking at the neatly arranged five-pointed branches is enough to make people feel relaxed and happy, not to mention the blooming season is so lush.

Hope, hope, my rose is finally in bloom again.

The year before last, my father bought a rose and planted it in a flowerpot. When I first bought it, the flower plant was still very small. After careful management by my father, it soon prospered.

Last Monday morning, I accidentally walked to the front of the Chinese rose and suddenly found the first bud. Bud is wearing a green coat. A few days later, a * * * had six flower buds, and the flower buds broke their coats, revealing pink petals. The outermost petals began to extend outward, and finally the whole rose opened. This flower is pink, like a girl in a pink skirt. Under the morning light, the green leaf safflower dances like a pink butterfly flapping its wings in the breeze. I put my nose close to the flowers, and the fragrance came to my nose. I smelled it carefully, and there was a sweet smell like honey among the flowers.

My father once told me: "When the Chinese rose withers, cut off the withered flowers with scissors, let the buds bear next to the branches, and then bloom again." Roses are not only beautiful and delicious, but also adaptable. Whether it is planted in a flowerpot or grows on the roadside, whether it is in severe winter or hot summer, it grows tenaciously, showing people its strong vitality.