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Snowdrop Red Plum

I like chrysanthemums, I like their kind of silent spirit and that unique beauty.

By Christopher A MendenhallPublished 3 years ago 5 min read
Snowdrop Red Plum
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I like chrysanthemums, I like their kind of silent spirit and that unique beauty. So, please see below the elementary school essay on writing chrysanthemums that I shared with you, I hope it will be helpful to you.

Part I: Primary school essay on writing about chrysanthemums

Today, my father took me to visit the chrysanthemum exhibition.

We entered the exhibition hall. The first thing that caught our eyes was the "Snowdrop Red Plum" with its long and thin stems and dense and short leaves that droop downward, one by one, as if waving to us. Its flowers are not large, but the petals are very long, white with a hint of pink, almost to the top of the petals of the pot, upward, curved into a small and delicate circle, as if the branches of the unopened plum blossoms, really beautiful!

Next, we saw the "spring", its stems are thin and long, and the leaves are dense but very short, one by one as if the spring is trying to gush out of the fountain. The flowers are not very big, the petals are thick and dense as if they have rushed out of the spring, and the water is pink and white. Petals hanging down, hanging in mid-air and upward, bent into a circle, as if the spring gushed out a small bubble.

We also saw many famous chrysanthemums, including "Green Cui" and "Yellow Ying Cui".

Looking at them, I couldn't help but think of a poem "Autumn chrysanthemum can be proud of frost, frost heavy evil. The chrysanthemum is a flower that can withstand the frost after autumn, symbolizing the noble character, I deeply love the chrysanthemum.

Part II: Primary school essay on writing chrysanthemums

There are many chrysanthemums in my school. Look, the pot of "big pot of star chrysanthemum" how like the sky full of shining stars. The flowers of "snow chrysanthemum" are small and delicate, white and flawless, really like a group of snowflakes flying all over the sky. There are also golden yellow daisies dotted in between.

Among the many chrysanthemums, there are also many newly cultivated varieties. For example, the "hydrangea", the golden petals overlapping wrapped around the core of the flower, as if a round "hydrangea". "Fire Dance" is a small chrysanthemum, red petals, from a distance, as if a blazing fire. People often say: "red flowers and green leaves." But who has seen green flowers? The "green chrysanthemum" is strange here. Its bent petals are lime green, the end with white, and the leaves blended, do not look closely can not be seen it! "Dahlia" petals purple with the white, natural, and harmonious tone, like the dragon claw as strong. It is more interesting to see a kind of chrysanthemum that I call "rocket", whose flower center is upright and upward, like a rocket that is rushing to the universe.

The chrysanthemums here not only have many varieties but also have strange shapes. The "tree chrysanthemum" is a small daisy supported by bamboo sticks, so that it grows upwards, and looks like a tree full of flowers from afar. The "umbrella chrysanthemum" has flowers, leaves, and branches stretching out in all directions as much as possible, like a large umbrella. In addition, there are also chrysanthemums in the shape of a flying dragon and an open peacock.

I love this beautiful chrysanthemum.

Part III: Primary school essay on writing about chrysanthemums

Among the hundred flowers, I have seen the delicate peony, the passionate petunia, the elegant orchid ...... these flowers are very beautiful, in the spring blooming time, compete with each other to show their abilities, I like these flowers very much, but I like the chrysanthemum that is silently developed when the flowers are dying.

When the breeze blows, the chrysanthemums sway from side to side, each flower seems like a graceful girl, dancing beautifully, and all kinds of dances show their unique beauty.

"Frost and dew haggard a hundred grasses, and the chrysanthemum Yan its flowers". This poem was written by Wei Yingwu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. Yes, at this time of the year when all flowers are dying, I did not expect to see such beautiful chrysanthemums in the classroom, which seem to be a further sublimation for those fading flowers.

The chrysanthemum is so resilient, it makes me understand: beauty does not need to be flaunted, as long as you observe it with your heart, you can experience the unique beauty, I like the chrysanthemum, like its silent spirit, and the unique beauty.

Part IV: Primary school essay on writing about chrysanthemums

Early in the morning, I went for a walk in the park. As soon as I entered the door, I smelled the refreshing fragrance. I ran towards the chrysanthemum bed with great enthusiasm.

The chrysanthemums had already bloomed a lot. The leaves were turquoise and green like a green saw. Some of them had just unfolded a few petals, like a shy girl; some of them had unfolded all the petals, like a heroine like Mulan; some of them were still flower bones, looking bulging as if they were about to break. But my favorite is the chrysanthemum, which is like a ball of wool, and the petals are "wool", wrapped piece by piece, and the core comes out from the "wool ball", like a fairy sitting on the top of a mountain in autumn. The chrysanthemums have bloomed a lot. The leaves are turquoise and green like a green saw. Some of them have just unfolded a few petals, like a shy girl; some of them have unfolded all the petals, like a heroine like Mulan; some of them still flower bones, looking bulging, as if they are about to break. But my favorite is the chrysanthemum, which is like a ball of wool, and the petals are "wool", wrapped in one piece, and the core of the flower comes out from the "wool ball", like a fairy sitting on the top of the mountain in autumn. Suddenly, a breeze blew, and all the chrysanthemums danced. I felt like I was a chrysanthemum and became the main actor, and all the other chrysanthemums danced around me as if I was a dance team showing the most beautiful dance on the stage. When the wind passed, I remembered that I was not a chrysanthemum at all, but I was admiring the chrysanthemums.

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