One Flower, One World - Fifty-three "Wind Chimes" Wind Poetry Shadow No Wonder Hanging Bell Less Phoenix Singing, The Breeze Swaying is also silent. Climb the stairs to see the clouds, leaning on the trees to think about the moon. The world has never been
author：Breeze poetry
One Flower, One World - Fifty-three "BlueBells"
Breeze Poetry Shadow
No wonder the hanging bell is less phoenix chirping, and the breeze is swaying silently.
Climb the stairs to see the clouds, leaning on the trees to think about the moon.
The world has always had a good habit, and there has been true love in the world since ancient times.
Frequently bless the king to know whether he knows it or not, and leave his reverie to go.
Bluebells are also known as bluebells, bellflowers, tile flowers, and bluebells. Flowers, as their name suggests, resemble bells, bells, like bells swaying in the wind. The flower colors are red pink, white, yellow, orange, blue, mainly blue. The wind chime flower language is gratitude, gentle love, blessings from afar, indomitable and strong.
Legend has it that there was once a couple whose husband was blind and lived by fortune telling, and whose wife was a weaver girl. Although the life of the two is hard, they are also happy and happy! Because the husband is blind, the wife will hang a bell on her body every day, swing with the body, and the bell will make a crisp sound so that the husband can find her at any time.
One day, the husband went out to help people tell fortunes, and on the way home, he encountered an oncoming carriage and unfortunately fell off a cliff. However, the wife did not know that she always stood at the entrance of the village every day waiting for her husband to return. A few years passed, and one day a businessman came back from out of town and informed his husband. When the wife learned that her husband was dead, she did not speak or cry, and quietly walked away. After that, he waited day and night by the big rock at the mouth of the village. Year after year, one day the villagers found that the woman next to the big rock was gone, and in that position grew a green plant with several bell-shaped things on it. People in the village said that this green plant was changed by this woman and gave it a nice name- "bluebell". Since then, "bluebells" have become a souvenir of mutual transmission between young men and women. It represents a promise of an eternal wait, a lifetime of love for only one.
One Flower, One World - Fifty-three "Wind Chimes" Wind Poetry Shadow No Wonder Hanging Bell Less Phoenix Singing, The Breeze Swaying is also silent. Climb the stairs to see the clouds, leaning on the trees to think about the moon. The world has never been
One Flower, One World - Fifty-three "Wind Chimes" Wind Poetry Shadow No Wonder Hanging Bell Less Phoenix Singing, The Breeze Swaying is also silent. Climb the stairs to see the clouds, leaning on the trees to think about the moon. The world has never been
One Flower, One World - Fifty-three "Wind Chimes" Wind Poetry Shadow No Wonder Hanging Bell Less Phoenix Singing, The Breeze Swaying is also silent. Climb the stairs to see the clouds, leaning on the trees to think about the moon. The world has never been
One Flower, One World - Fifty-three "Wind Chimes" Wind Poetry Shadow No Wonder Hanging Bell Less Phoenix Singing, The Breeze Swaying is also silent. Climb the stairs to see the clouds, leaning on the trees to think about the moon. The world has never been
One Flower, One World - Fifty-three "Wind Chimes" Wind Poetry Shadow No Wonder Hanging Bell Less Phoenix Singing, The Breeze Swaying is also silent. Climb the stairs to see the clouds, leaning on the trees to think about the moon. The world has never been
One Flower, One World - Fifty-three "Wind Chimes" Wind Poetry Shadow No Wonder Hanging Bell Less Phoenix Singing, The Breeze Swaying is also silent. Climb the stairs to see the clouds, leaning on the trees to think about the moon. The world has never been
One Flower, One World - Fifty-three "Wind Chimes" Wind Poetry Shadow No Wonder Hanging Bell Less Phoenix Singing, The Breeze Swaying is also silent. Climb the stairs to see the clouds, leaning on the trees to think about the moon. The world has never been
One Flower, One World - Fifty-three "Wind Chimes" Wind Poetry Shadow No Wonder Hanging Bell Less Phoenix Singing, The Breeze Swaying is also silent. Climb the stairs to see the clouds, leaning on the trees to think about the moon. The world has never been
One Flower, One World - Fifty-three "Wind Chimes" Wind Poetry Shadow No Wonder Hanging Bell Less Phoenix Singing, The Breeze Swaying is also silent. Climb the stairs to see the clouds, leaning on the trees to think about the moon. The world has never been
