Are there any beautiful sentences or poems about flowers?

The withering of flowers is called sadness, and my withering also hurts the love carved on the back of the chair. Will it be like flowers on cement, opening a windless and lonely forest?

Tears welled up in my eyes when I fell out of the water, but my condolences were gone. Taohualuo

, idle pool pavilion

Although the Mountain Alliance is there,

It's hard to care about clothes. Mo. Mo. Mo. Flowers dance, flowers cry, flowers cry, petals fly. Bloom thanked whom, and the flowers thanked who. The vast sea of people is a weed, meet

Why not look for flowers? Every flower has its own reward, and every flower has its own sorrow. If you ask acacia, when flowers bloom and fall. Roses bloom quietly, violets wither quietly. The grass also spread quietly, with a hint of depression, but with a taste. I am silent and never leave. ...

When loneliness meets loneliness. Lonely as a flower.