Looking at flowers, I always feel that no matter how beautiful they are, they are somewhat desolate.They are so charming but fragile, as if blown by the wind, they will be blown to the sky, as if touched by someone with a finger, they will disappear without a trace, I always feel that the flower is a cloud of smoke, made A ball of beauty, but people dare not touch it again, for fear of disturbing the wisp of clear smoke that condenses the soul of the flower, for fear that it will wither in the palm of the hand, turn into withered black and then penetrate the palm.

I don't know what soul condensed into this delicate flower?They are like dripping water, with a subtle fragrance that eclipses the soul. I don't know why they are so beautiful, so clean, and not affected by the world.

Song Huang Tingjian's "Flower Qi Smokes People Post" revealed the magical power of this flower. A wise man who practiced in seclusion, with a heart that does not disturb the dust, was suddenly sent by a friend full of flowers one day. The bit of beauty that fell into the dust dissipated together.The fragrance of flowers floating in the distance comes from the taste of nature. It melts a little bit and urges his heart to become more restless. Finally, like a tumbling tide, he gets up and pushes open the closed door, looking through the bright sun outside. When he arrived at the flowers scattered all over the ground, there was a dazzling array of carts and carts, and the delicate and charming flowers were clustered and placed in front of his eyes. The fine sunlight reflected brilliant red on the mahogany floor.

The flowers falling in the garden made it difficult for his feet to get down. He looked at the sea of ​​flowers transported by the carts, which were just so bright, and his heart was shocked. Just when he was sighing softly, suddenly a breeze Lifting those flowers up to the sky, the petals flying all over the sky, floating into the room, flying together with the paper and handwriting that were blown away in the house, the white paper, black characters, and bright flowers, let people see Intoxicated.

The brilliant sunlight wiped away all the pedantic things that had calmed down, and the delicate petals floated across his skirt and fell beside him, as if saying words, let him love and praise.He finally showed his brows and smiled slightly. Smelling the fragrance of flowers in the wind and looking at the sea of ​​flowers all over the sky, he stopped struggling and exclaimed, "Impossible! Impossible!"

The scent of this flower is the most depressing, this scent brightens the world, brightens the heart, enchanting beauty!It shook people's hearts into a panic, and finally the concentration of hard work for many days was broken by this flower fragrance!It turns out that all you need to break it is a scent of flowers!With good intentions, my friend traveled thousands of miles to find this caravan full of flowers just for a line of his poem, such a clean world can only be solved with the fragrance of flowers!Isn't the wise man the flower?Isn't life a flower like this?The beauty that does not stir up dust!The beauty of nature turns out to be the most enchanting story, and it turns out that it can knock people's hearts apart in an instant.

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