#头条创作挑战赛 #
This little lilac cutie,
Neither grapes nor hyacinths,
It is a little cute that everyone loves in the bulb world,
People who like it prefer to affectionately call it "Portuguese style".
Blue vase flower, blue kettle flower is its other name,
Look closely at its flowers,
String by string,
Like a drifting bottle drifting on the green waves.
Maybe
There's a story in every bottle,
A wish,
Or a period of sadness.
They arrive on land.
Dialogue with a flower in the deep blue of the sea and the starry sky,
The fate and mystery of past and present lives,
In a spring breeze, it was slowly unveiled.
And who looks like the purple skirt,
Studded with white lace,
A romantic date,
Just wait for a spring thunder to blow the horn,
Run to a distant place with you.
In early spring and March, all things are revived,
Grape hyacinths began to bloom,
Small bunches of grapes poke out of the green leaves,
Curiously looking at the world of infinite spring light.
Grape hyacinth has its own literary temperament,
Every literary and artistic old and middle-aged youth,
It should all have a pot of the same temperament.
Until it dries up,
It still does not change the literary and artistic style,
Falling on paper,
It's a painting without pen and ink.
Its flower language is: sad and melancholy love.