Pushing open the door in the early morning, you will be greeted by a beautiful and generous peach blossom, which unabashedly presents all of it, including the buds and pollen.
It came into this world dressed in pink with joy and joy, attracting passers-by in the most beautiful posture and attracting my eyeballs.
There are also fiery red camellias, not to be outdone under the peach tree, showing their delicacy to the fullest, as if they are attending a grand Bimei banquet.
The moon season was transplanted into the pot and finally blossomed as desired. It is hidden and shy in the green leaves, one in the east and one in the west, with the same conservatism as everyone.2
After years of hard work, the succulent finally became the old pile and moved into a specific vase, with clear layers. Recently, I have been fattened and divided into pots, which is more spectacular and beautiful.
Hyacinth was arranged in the corner, showing no weakness, pressing the branches and leaves, revealing the clusters of purple and red flowers, as if to say: "What should be shown in the most beautiful time in life, do not waste!" ”
The cuckoo, who once roamed the mountains and was lonely and self-congratulatory, could not imagine that he would become a favored potted plant. It strives to bloom, only to have a date with the sun when spring is warm.
A flower feast, coming with the wind, like the dawn of dawn, ignites hope after the cold winter, brilliant itself, but also brilliant the world.