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When I encounter acacia flowers, I can't help but think of Naran's poem about acacia flowers: I am worried about the clouds flying, and biluo knows what to do. There are no acacia flowers, and there is no acacia tree in the air. It seems to tell a beautiful love story

When I encounter acacia flowers, I can't help but think of Naran's poem about acacia flowers: I am worried about the clouds flying, and biluo knows what to do. There are no acacia flowers, and there is no acacia tree in the air.

It seems to tell a beautiful love story.

In ancient times, Xiucai entered Beijing to take the exam, the lack of silver two, at this time, there was a rich lady who suffered from lovesickness, there was a "sentient tree" on the South Mountain, pinnate compound leaves, pieces opposite, and day and night, its flowers are like silk, fragrant, can be pure heart, calm the mind.

Therefore, Xiu Cai obtained the leaves of the "sentient tree" for the young lady. Heal the lady. Soon the young lady was well, xiucai entered Beijing to catch the exam, returned to the township, and married the young lady.

Later, people called this tree the acacia tree, and this flower was also called the acacia flower.

The flower language of happy flowers is happiness and love, and family joy.

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When I encounter acacia flowers, I can't help but think of Naran's poem about acacia flowers: I am worried about the clouds flying, and biluo knows what to do. There are no acacia flowers, and there is no acacia tree in the air. It seems to tell a beautiful love story
When I encounter acacia flowers, I can't help but think of Naran's poem about acacia flowers: I am worried about the clouds flying, and biluo knows what to do. There are no acacia flowers, and there is no acacia tree in the air. It seems to tell a beautiful love story
When I encounter acacia flowers, I can't help but think of Naran's poem about acacia flowers: I am worried about the clouds flying, and biluo knows what to do. There are no acacia flowers, and there is no acacia tree in the air. It seems to tell a beautiful love story
When I encounter acacia flowers, I can't help but think of Naran's poem about acacia flowers: I am worried about the clouds flying, and biluo knows what to do. There are no acacia flowers, and there is no acacia tree in the air. It seems to tell a beautiful love story
When I encounter acacia flowers, I can't help but think of Naran's poem about acacia flowers: I am worried about the clouds flying, and biluo knows what to do. There are no acacia flowers, and there is no acacia tree in the air. It seems to tell a beautiful love story
When I encounter acacia flowers, I can't help but think of Naran's poem about acacia flowers: I am worried about the clouds flying, and biluo knows what to do. There are no acacia flowers, and there is no acacia tree in the air. It seems to tell a beautiful love story

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