An article about lily.

Lily is white. It has six petals, three of which are curled outside and the other three are wrapped inside. There is a long style in the center of the lily. The top of the style is purple and surrounded by six stamens covered with pollen. It is yellow. The following is a beautiful article about lily that I carefully arranged, hoping to help everyone!

Articles on the winter fragrance of Lily 1 perfume Lily

It is a woman's nature to love flowers. There seems to be no choice. As long as it is a flower, I like it from the bottom of my heart.

In high school, there were excerpts from the novel Lily by the female writer Ru Zhijuan in the textbook. I still remember the teacher's expression when he was lecturing. The teacher is an emotional person. Speaking of emotion, my eyes are moist. At that time, I really had never seen a lily. Imagine her appearance, it must be beautiful.

What impressed me most was the shy little soldier. It is really more difficult for him to borrow a quilt in his hometown than to go to war. The sacrifice of the little soldier made people breathless. Although I haven't lived there, I always feel sorry. He is still so young that he hasn't had time to experience many things. He must have a vision as beautiful as a lily in his heart.

A long time has passed, but the story has been lingering in my mind. Lily writes the story beautifully, and the lily reflected on the quilt makes people forget it. Lily, Lily, what flower should it be?

Later, I heard a song "Wild Lily also has Spring". From that song, I heard a kind of stubbornness, a kind of confidence and a kind of firmness. Imagine the wild lily growing in a corner of the mountain, because it is remote and inaccessible. They can only enjoy themselves, live alone and die alone. Even so, every spring, wild lilies are in full bloom all over the mountains. What a magnificent scene! At that moment, the vigorous and huge momentum of life will definitely shock the soul.

Isn't it the same with human life? All the people in the world of mortals are ordinary as dirt. Lonely life and death, lonely coming and going. Who can control it? grow

Life is like a flower. In a sense, the blooming and falling of every life is only your own business, and has nothing to do with others. Just like pure love, love or not, pain and happiness are all your own things, you have to bear them yourself and have nothing to do with others.

Once, I got together with a group of friends to chat. Speaking of the process of urbanization and shrinking land, I can't help feeling a lot. With the rapid development of the city, we are also losing a lot of things. Such as Jiuhuang base in Matan, Taoyuan base under Renshou Mountain, Lily base in Qilihe River ... Many lands have been expropriated.

High-rise buildings have sprung up. As if overnight, city after city? Forest? , spectacular. But what about land? Cultivated land is getting less and less!

Lily is a specialty of Lanzhou. Good nutritional value, won people's love. Qilihe, not far. But I never went to see it. What does Lily look like? I forget it once in a while. Friends say that the growth period of lily is as long as six years. At first glance, I was really surprised! Relative to the deep bottom

Under it? Seventeen years cicada? On the whole, she is nothing. But for a plant, this is a miracle.

That's a lot of money, right? Buried underground for six years, once dug out and peeled, the garlic-like fruit is as white as jade. One petal at a time.

Petals are peeled off like beautiful petals. Lily is warm, sweet, crisp and extremely nutritious. Cooking and porridge are delicious. Lily has eaten a lot, but she still hasn't seen lily.

I can't remember the year when there was a flower shop on the street. All kinds of flowers that have never been seen before crowded the greenhouse. Strive for novelty and beauty, pleasing to the eye. There, I saw lilies for the first time. Of course, flowers for people to watch and lilies for people to eat are two different things. Flowering like jade, the flowers are open and stretched. As beautiful as a holy fairy. I don't like it, so I picked some and took them home. Keep it in a cylindrical transparent glass bottle. Looking around, the scenery is charming.

Since then, I have often seen her figure: in the window of the mall, in the flower shop on the corner, beside the clothes counter. Looking from a distance, it is delicate and lovely, with pavilions and pavilions.

The pavilion stands in the water. Like a dignified, beautiful and elegant woman, elegant and quiet, exudes charming charm.

One day in winter, my husband, who was about to get off work, called and said that his old classmates had come back from a business trip and would get together in the evening. When we got to the hotel box, all the students arrived. He pointed to a bunch of flowers on the chair and said, It's for you! ? Really? Take a closer look, it is a lily that has not yet bloomed. Dense leaves and green buds make people look forward to it. I don't know that I went to Kunming, the spring city, where the seasons are like spring, which is simply an ocean of flowers. Very glad, thank you.

I happily took them home, immediately put them in water bottles and put them on the coffee table in the living room. The next morning, when I opened the bedroom door, I smelled the rich flowers. Several flowers bloomed overnight. These flowers are big and fragrant! It's perfume lily! I bent down and stood there and studied it carefully for a long time. I can't help but admire: it's so beautiful! I like it! Full of happiness and beauty. Looking down, I was suddenly surprised to find that the water in the bottle fell by nearly half! Oh, my god So it can absorb water! Drink enough water and the flowers bloom so brilliantly!

Every morning, at noon and before going to bed at night, I will stand in front of the flowers and stare for a long time, so that this beauty can be absorbed into my eyes and printed in my heart. It used to wither in four or five days. This bunch of flowers has been in bloom every day for two weeks. I'm so happy!

The days with flowers are refreshing! Happy as a child. ......

Originally happiness can be so simple!

Articles about Lily 2 Perfume Lily

I remember that summer vacation, that event, that perfume lily.

This year, my perfume lily has blossomed again. The faint petals exude intoxicating fragrance, like perfume flowing between flowers. Perhaps the fragrance was too strong, and two or three flower watchers didn't come to my house to see the flowers. Although it is not as brave as plum blossoms blooming in the cold, it proudly grows in prickly vilen. But I still like it because of it? Perfume lily carries my friendship. Looking at the flowers in Leng Yan, I suddenly felt a sense of self-blame. The more proud and fragrant the flowers are, the stronger my sense of self-blame.

Lily is a lively girl. She lives next door to my house and is in my grade. Coincidentally, she is in the same place as my hometown. Bai Hecheng and I are inseparable friends.

One summer vacation three years ago, Lily and I went to Xin Lei Calligraphy Class to learn calligraphy. Teacher Zhang, who studied there before and taught calligraphy, likes me very much. He knew that Lily and I were good friends, so he sat next to me, and his joy was beyond words.

Once, when Mr. Zhang was assigning homework, I was absent-minded and didn't hear it. After school, I asked Lily what her homework was, and she said that she had written 20 words in a row. That night, my parents and I went to eat hot pot. After eating, we went to my uncle's house for two days and never came home.

There will be class again this day. I slept at my uncle's house last night. Of course, I can't go to the calligraphy class with Lily in the morning. When I arrived at the calligraphy class, I saw that Lily had not come yet, so I corrected my homework for Teacher Zhang. Teacher Zhang flew into a rage after reading it and severely criticized me, saying that I didn't know what I was doing in class and what my homework was. It wasn't like this before. Teacher Zhang also punished me for writing 10 page. This is obviously what Lily told me. After a while, Lily came. I read her homework without her permission, only to know that she was not written by me at all. I asked her angrily, "Why did you lie to me?" She immediately said, "That's not true. When Zhou Min came to my house to play, he told me that his homework was wrong. Later, I went to see you and wanted to tell you the correct homework, but you were not at home these days. It's very generous of me to ask her to tell me the reason. I didn't expect her to make up such an outrageous reason. I was even more angry and said, "You just want me to be criticized by the teacher. Why do you have to make up so many reasons? Well, don't talk to me in the future! ?

After that, I never spoke to her again, and she was very well-advised and didn't come to me.

This hot and disastrous summer finally said goodbye to us. School is about to start. One day Zhou Min said to me: Lily: Because you ignored her, her family moved away and went to Yunnan. She said she would never come back. When I heard this, my heart was sour. In the next few days, there are only gray streets, gray houses, gray sky, gray mood and gray me in my world. In those days, the world seemed to be gray. Pain, sadness, sadness, loss, resentment, incomprehension and regret were mixed together, and I was completely lost.

On the first day of school, Zhou Min gave me a big box, saying that Lily gave it to me. I opened it. Wow! It turned out to be a pot of perfume lily, and there was a blue note in it, which said in blue words: This pot of perfume lily is a witness of your friendship with me! When I knew I was wrong, it was too late. I shouldn't be so narrow-minded, otherwise Lily wouldn't have moved away.

Why do people always know how to cherish when they lose it? Instead of cherishing it before losing it?

That summer vacation, that thing, that perfume lily?

There is an elegant fragrance floating in the wind on the lily, which is unique and pure and refreshing. I looked around and saw a pot of perfume lilies in front of a flower shop. Flowers are so confident, fresh, with a touch of artistic conception, a touch of romance, charm and charm. The flowerpot is elegant and unique, with novel design. I happened to meet this beautiful woman. I bought it back and put it in my yard, no matter how high the price is, let it fragrance in the yard under the breeze of spring breeze.

Early in the morning, sucking the faint sweetness of lily, reading the poet's witty sentences and writing beautiful essays, people feel that they have entered a beautiful and clear fairy tale world.

My cousin also likes perfume lilies. She is born with a sweet voice and can sing Huangmei tune. Anyone who listens will be full of praise, and few professional Huangmei opera actors can match her voice. In the kitchen, she can cook delicious side dishes. Her husband said that a skilled wife will eat delicious side dishes all her life.

Cousin moved to a new home, bought a pot of perfume lily and put it in the living room, giving people a warm and elegant feeling, fresh and lovely. Her lilies are elegant, delicate and bright, emitting plumes of fragrance and unique charm. We all asked her why her lily was so fragrant, and she said happily, I sprinkled French perfume on its branches and leaves. ?

Every spring, there are several internship girls to accompany them. I like girls with pure sunshine. They will bring my thoughts back to the era of 18 and that pure and flawless time. So I get along well with them every year, and I always hate them when I break up. One of the girls also likes perfume lilies. Innocent smile is like a blooming lily. She likes literary design. The clothes she wears are fresh and refined, fashionable and chic.

I remember when she finished her internship, I wrote her a poem, and she gave me some perfume lilies and a Tagore prose poem. Until now, her lily-like face often appears in my heart, which makes people feel that life is always fresh and beautiful.

A woman who loves flowers, perfume lilies, beautiful poems, lively prose and fresh Huangmei ditty, rippling in the spring breeze, is a landscape painting with deep lasting appeal and unspeakable charm.