Imagined Prose Poems of Spring Flower Show

The autumn wind sent a chill, mercilessly sweeping off the green umbrella leaves in midsummer to enjoy the cool. Although midsummer has passed, there is a place where flowers bloom all year round. That's mom's greenhouse, the habitat of flowers. Pink peach blossoms, snow-white pear blossoms and delicate begonia flowers are in full bloom.

The sky is full of small white flowers dotted with pale green branches and leaves.

Dianthus sticks its head out from the messy weeds. The pink smiling face is really beautiful!

Morning glory raised its big purple trumpet, as if it were blowing a nice song.

In the field, a flaming Chinese milk vetch is like a blazing flame.

The blooming lotus has green roots, looking at the distance like a slim girl.

Some chrysanthemums are completely open, revealing goose yellow stamens; Some chrysanthemums are half open, like a shy beautiful girl, especially the budding flower bones, which are particularly beautiful against the green leaves.

Clusters of bright flowers gathered under the leaves, like countless butterflies, spread their wings slightly and stopped in the air, motionless.

The breeze blew and the raindrops fell, like a colorful cotton brocade in Yamanoue.

Looking at a large area of colorful cherry blossoms, I really doubt that the Nine-Day Fairy has scattered pieces of colorful satin on the earth.

Winter jasmine, its color is not as charming and enchanting as roses, its fragrance is not as rich and mature as peony, its mother instrument is generous, but it is not afraid of the cold, and it takes the lead in reporting the coming of spring to people with its life.

The blooming rime flowers are bright and full, dazzling, so elegant and charming; Trembling, dizzy, fragrant, like a white fairy.

Look at the two sky-blue petals of this little flower. Two thin stamens are raised high, and the pale yellow head is slightly shaking, much like a dancing butterfly, dancing gracefully with the wind.

In the flowerpot, there is a lush tulip. The blooming flowers are black, and the slightly scattered petals are like black velvet, giving off a burst of fragrance, which is refreshing and memorable.

The red flowers of Chinese rose are in full bloom on the branches, and the color is so thick and pure, without any noise, just like a burning flame.

A gust of wind blew and the dragonfly shook a few times. It's so charming, just like a girl in a flowered skirt dancing.

The lotus leaf in the pond looks like a colorful sail on the blue waves from a distance, which is really beautiful.

Autumn wind comes, dew becomes frost, leaves fall off and flowers shrink. Only chrysanthemums stand in the wind, and Ao Shuang is in full bloom, colorful and changeable.

Laurel の was bewitched.

The leaves of laurel trees can extract water from cherries and laurel trees, which can be used to make perfume or cakes. But this essence is toxic, and it will be dangerous to use it in large quantities. Osmanthus fragrans is an attractive and horrible plant, so its flower language is-bewitch.

People born with this flower blessing have bright, unrestrained and dangerous charm, and maybe there will be many love stories in their lives. I like the flower language of this flower. . Water lilies are charming.

The ancient Egyptians called the water lily "the bride of the Nile" and often used it as the theme of murals. In addition, there are enchanting and beautiful flower names such as "perfume lily" and "fairy flower", because its flower language is-enchanting.

Anyone blessed by this flower is born with an irresistible charm of the opposite sex, but it is difficult to get along with same-sex friends. Therefore, when you are in love, most of the resistance comes from a third party, that is, a rival in love. Be careful!

This is my flower language.

Sixth grade: high school