《描写向日葵的句子》

The spring breeze, the field spring rain, sunflower grow high; already have five or six leaves. It grew like a happy child and was carefree. Summer is coming, and the sunflower leaves are more like a banana fan. Head indistinct grow a small bud, green flower. It grew up every day and finally opened its wheel like flowers. Dozens of yellow petals around the disk, disk is in the middle of the closely packed golden flower. A gust of wind, a torrential rain, sunflower swaying in the wind and rain, and its head to the sun all the time. Good morning. A sunflower, open smile, first to greet the rising sun; at noon, the sun was shining, sunflower always stirring up the golden face; in the evening, the sun slowly Luoshan, sunflower and Western oriented, and unable to part bid farewell to the sun. Ah! What a beautiful sunflower! The golden sun shines into its heart. Autumn is coming, in this harvest season, sunflower has spent its vigorous youth, gradually mature. The autumn wind, the silk autumn rain, the sunflower leaves from green to yellow, the flower petals outside the flower plate also slowly withered. But in those countless flowers below the disk but was full of fruit, sunflower seeds. At this time, the sunflower modesty quietly lowered his head. It seems to be suggesting that it should be

reaped. The farmer's uncle began to harvest in autumn. They lay the sunflower seeds, selected to the national press, the rest for yourselves, but also with sunflower leaf and stalk feed. How big is the sunflower's contribution to people! In the winter, the sunflower's life ended, but the fruit of its harvest brought joy to the people.