#Summer Battle#
The water in the lotus pond clears to the bottom. The lotus leaves in the lotus pond are turquoise and green, squeezed side by side, like a disc, and like a large umbrella, a gust of wind blows, the lotus leaf you pull me, I pull you. Lotus leaves support lotus flowers, lotus flowers are more beautiful, do not believe, you see, some lotus flowers are white as snow, some are red as Xia, some rush to open, some are like a shy little girl, not yet open! A gust of wind blew, and the lotus flowers danced beautifully. There is a poem that says, "The lotus flower has only revealed its sharp horns, and there have long been dragonflies standing on the head." "It is true that as soon as the lotus flower revealed its sharp horns, there were already dragonflies standing on top of it."
The lotus leaves are infinitely blue, the lotus flowers are different red," "out of the mud without staining, and the ripples are not demon", these verses have long been deeply imprinted in people's minds. Looking at the lake, no lotus flower looks like an extraordinary fairy, dancing under the background of lotus leaves and the support of the breeze. Each lotus flower has a unique charm. Some have been fully opened, and the pavilion is standing; Some are still a flower bone, with buds that want to bloom; Some only opened two or three petals, charming drunken eyes... Tens of millions of lotus flowers, tens of millions of bells posture, the sparkling lake surface is embellished more brilliantly and dazzlingly.
Look up at the sky, the vicissitudes of the sea and the mulberry fields, let the time flutter a little, turn into red dust and smile, and be drunk quietly and peacefully for many years! The breeze blows and the lotus flowers sway in all its forms. Feeling the sweet fragrance of the flowers flowing out between the lines, the impetuousness of the world at this moment has long been drifted away with the wind. In leisure time, in a simple time, sip a pot of tea, with the melodious music, accompanied by condensed words, quiet lotus leaves floating, smell the melodious floral fragrance. Her beauty is a kind of spiritual beauty that emanates from the inside out! Flowing like a dream, the lotus flowers flutter light incense, a soft like water, gorgeous and not charming, beautiful and vulgar, although not exempt from the fate of the years drifting zero, but she will also be smiling beautiful posture, standing in the rolling red dust.
#Share your fate with flowers and plants#
#分享你记忆中印象最深的花 #
