Camellia_山茶花作文600字

I like flowers, whether it's the chrysanthemum in the autumn rain, the butterfly flower in the spring wind, the plum blossom in the wind and the snow, the jasmine in the summer... But my favorite is the camellia. For camellia, we the people of Chongqing have a special feeling, because our camellia is the city flower of Chongqing, it is a symbol of prosperity and wealth.

Camellia layered petals, like the little girl wearing the shirt. The leaves were bright green, and the girl must have just painted it green. Then a closer look, I found that they look is not the same: some petals all started, with a small bright yellow flower, like a beautiful smile is smiling at me; or some children, like a shy little girl, do not want to come out there; it opened a few petals, like the spring girl and hide and seek! It's really different.

A clump of green green grass creeping in Camellia feet, they twisted waist and soft camellia flower flourish, camellia is more colorful in the grass surrounded by. A group of bees in flowers and leaves, enjoy the light of the slightest fragrance gladdening the heart and refreshing the mind. The thin rain rustling drift in that piece of the leaves, wash away the dust yesterday, green leaves shine, small drops of water that a crystal clear, like a pearl in the green leaves on the rolling. The camellia flowers floating fragrance, the air filled with a mixture of grass fragrance and flavor of the faint fragrance of spring gas. Every time I see the camellia, I seem to see the lovely children of living waves thriving.

Wow, what a beautiful flower! The form of camellia flower is really varied. Flowers are light green, wrapped in a layer of green shell, like a small, small green peach, like a small heart, also like the kids in the green quilt to sleep to it. Is the flowering of Camellia belly bulging, top out a little bit of red petals, like the little girl's cherry mouth. The most beautiful is to be open, it is red, big, layered petals piled together, hiding inside the golden flower, emitting a faint, intoxicating fragrance. I touch the camellia with my hands. They are stacked together, soft as silk. Some stations in the branches to the sky to show off their beautiful dresses, some hiding in the foliage cover, hide, like hide and seek with us.

I suddenly felt that I was a mountain camellia, wearing a pink dress. A breeze came to me, and I danced, and the tender and tender clothes swung with the wind. The wind passed, and I stopped the dance and stood there quietly. The butterfly flew over and told me the joy of the early morning flight, the bees flying over, and telling me the joy of making a contribution to the people...

I love camellias, not only is it in the winter season, flowers, evergreen, eyeful green ornamental; also love it for food and medicine; more love it is green trees, large sulfur absorption, anti dust, air purification, protection of God greening and beautification, purification of the city.