Jasmine Flower - 茉莉花作文550字

　　There are many flowers in nature, a beautiful, noble and delicate peach roses, evergreen oleander...... I don't love the flowers, because it is too fragile, I most love the flowers of jasmine, I love its chastity. Jasmine is neither fragile nor noble flowers, flowers, from him I see it like a farmer's chastity. In fact, its name is well known, many people like it, my family has a basin of jasmine, I like its fragrance.

　　The jasmine flower was bought early this year. Only a few small flowers have just been bought, and it is now lush. The jasmine flower is white, the flower is very small, only the 1/10 big of the ball point pen. It is small, but every time it is flowering, it is "ten li fragrance", these fragrance is very light, it smells very comfortable. And jasmine flower petals can also make tea!

　　This is the flower of jasmine flowers, stems and leaves are green, stems and leaves are straight, evenly around a cylinder in a whisper, jasmine love quietly blooming in the night, never spectacular. The morning sun above the horizon at the moment, it is the most beautiful gesture, the most brilliant smile to greet the sun rising and blooming body fragrance, that night jasmine buds slowly a bit close.

　　Soon, between the green leaves, a small, snow-white Jasmine was opened. Small jasmine petals, giving a small and elegant feeling, its petals have a little yellow flower. A breeze blowing, jasmine flowers swaying in the wind, emit bursts of light and not greasy, intoxicating fragrance, gladdening the heart and refreshing the mind.

　　This pot of jasmine is white and blemish, pure and charming, deeply attracted to me. The leaves of the green oil and oil are lined with different forms of flowers, which are so harmonious, harmonious and moving. Look, some have been blooming jasmine, stretch a small petals, like a fairy with her handsome face; some half open, some petals curled up, like a world full of expectation but shy young girl; some or bud, the outer petals suffused with yellow, bulging and it seemed to be broken. The great and the elegant and simple leaves with a more simple, strong and warm. I am close to the flowers, and I smell a fragrance, so strong, so fresh and refreshing. I am intoxicated in this flower fragrance, as if I have become a jasmine, white as jade, silently emanating the aroma...

　　In life, we may have been busy no time to stop to see. Not to mention the flower raising. The heart may have been full of fame and profit. But I still feel that if you want your soul and heart to return to nature. Keep a pot of flowers you like on your balcony, too.