Free dandelion

Dandelion symbolizes purity. For this reason, I especially like dandelion. It is not only the dandelion that can grow in any environment, but also what we should learn.

Dandelion has snow-white "wings" and its structure is simple. The flower buds of the parachute are attached to the flower poles. There are a few slender green babies next to the "flowers". The straight point of the flower stick is the "guard" - the leaves, the leaves are round, but there are big and small "waves" on the sides. There are two or three millimeters of hair on the leaves and rods. The hair on the leaves is not as fine as it is; the hair is mostly at the junction of the leaves and the rods. The rod is inserted straight into the soil. It turns out that the pure dandelion is more white and white under the green leaves.

I have a pot of my own, and I found the dandelion that the elf was once on the balcony. I walked over to the balcony. Suddenly, I found a plant that grew a small and delicate flower bud - dandelion! The leaves are still green, the buds are wearing a hat, shyly stretched toward the sun, as if to hug the sun, seems to have been robbed by others, greedily enjoy the "sun bath." I was so ecstatic that I jumped to the water. After pouring the water, I plan to observe it in a few days.

It took only two days before I could wait to see it. The dandelion has already enjoyed a trace of the opening, and the white snow inside the flower bud is clearly visible. It is not far from the flower, I am looking forward to it!

On the third day, I came to see it again. Facing the dandelion, I covered my eyes with my hands and slowly removed it, hoping that the dandelion had blossomed.

If it’s true, the dandelion is so energetic, so positive! The green hat has been taken off, holding the petals in full bloom, white, always reminiscent of the snow flying in the sky, a small flower, with a parachute, very cute! My first thought is: blow! I didn't think about it, and I exhaled and flew softly to it. All of a sudden, the scene of the sky and snow was born. The blossoming and naughty "umbrella stand" is so beautiful. Here is a flower, there is a flower, and the flowers everywhere are not so beautiful. For a few seconds, I think of a scene where little angels descend from the sky.

Soon after, they slowly passed away...

What I can't think of is: In the spring of my little flower tray, I have come up with a few dandelions!

Have a heart to plant flowers, flowers can not open; no heart to insert willow, Liu Chengyin. It’s so quiet!

Third grade: 曈曈