I love chrysanthemums. Every autumn, I go to the garden with my father to enjoy chrysanthemums.
Walking into the garden is like being in a sea of ??chrysanthemums. The eyes are full of bright red, pink, deep red, light green, goose yellow, golden, white and light green chrysanthemums. Green like jade, white like frost, golden like wheat ears, red like maple leaves... Some flowers are as big as hydrangeas, some are small but as numerous as stars, some chrysanthemum petals are curved and hooked, and some are huge and simple. ...It’s really colorful and varied.
But what I like most is the golden chrysanthemum. The stem of the chrysanthemum is brown, long and thick, like a small brown stick. The green leaves poked their heads out from the stems, arching and upturned, like hands stretching out from the stems. A breeze blew by, and the "little hands" danced gracefully. In the morning, the fog has not yet dissipated, and there are still many crystal dewdrops on the leaves. A gust of wind blows, and the dewdrops slide down from the leaf veins, like a child sliding down a slide.
The tops of chrysanthemums’ thick and strong branches bloom with golden flowers. The petals stand upright, and the ends of the petals are emerald green, gradually turning to yellow as they go up, and then gradually turning into golden yellow as they go up. Some of the chrysanthemums are in full bloom, like a graceful little girl; some are still in bud, like a round little hydrangea, so cute.
The chrysanthemum is not only as beautiful as a fairy, but also has a commendable spirit. Once, the sky was like a childs face, changing at a moments notice. After a while, a storm fell from the sky, and the big raindrops pattered on the small body of the chrysanthemum. . After the storm, I went to see the chrysanthemums, and I saw them hanging their heads, looking like they were dying. I'm sad to see this. The next day, I went to see the chrysanthemums. Ah, the chrysanthemums stood upright to welcome my arrival. The storm destruction not only failed to destroy them, but made them more beautiful. Chrysanthemums are so tenacious! I want to learn from chrysanthemums.
Although the chrysanthemum is not as graceful and luxurious as the peony, and not as charming and charming as the rose, its spirit cannot help but awe.
