The full text of Cherish Flowers and Go to Flowers Without Owners .

Re-to-the old Mingyue Road.

The cuffs are fragrant and cold. The heart is bitterer than the autumn lotus.

Hugh said that he lived in the flowers.

People who cherish flowers go to flowers without owners!!

Quarreling, shutting down, sleeping, tossing and turning, tears falling silently, feeling lonely This feels wrong, I am trying to redeem it, page by page should be considerate, but I feel that I don't give Every time I am alone, Jay will occupy my entire heart I want to transfer my feelings for him to others, but only by listening to his songs will there be a trace of tenderness in my heart

Take out his disc, look at his appearance, listen to it again Quiet , still crying His song is so durable, years have passed, things are wrong, but the love for this man has always been the same

Watching him smile, wipe away tears, cherish flowers and go to flowers without owners, only self-salvation!!

Don't you know that this is what the landlord needs?

Xizi rumors.

Cherish the flowers and go to the flowers without the owner".

Ah Chen suddenly felt a tingling pain in his chest.

With a shake of his hand, he knocked over the candlestick, and saw that the flower note was gradually engulfed by orange tongues of fire, and only a small corner remained, which fell to the ground leisurely.

Cherish the flowers and go to the flowers without the owner".

The paper is full of lovesickness and sadness, and now, there is only this sentence left.

Xiao Serlan looked old, for fear of being amorous, and did not make pity sentences. Pavilion tears leaned on the flowers and were silent, and the dark fragrance drifted to know where.

Heavy to the old Mingyue Road, the cuffs are fragrant and cold, and the heart is bitterer than the autumn lotus. Hugh said that he lived in the flowers, and the people who cherished the flowers went to the flowers without the owner.

Flowers bloom and end sometimes, staring at filial piety is not old. Tonight, I read Nalan's "Butterfly Loves Flowers: Xiao Seran Becomes Old".

Xiao Seran became old. For fear of affection, don't make pity sentences. Pavilion tears leaned on the flowers and were silent, and the dark fragrance drifted to know where.

Chongyang old Mingyue Road. The cuffs are fragrant and cold, and the heart is bitterer than the autumn lotus. Hugh said that the life is unbridled and the flowers are lived, and the flower people go to the flowers without the owner.

In the first sentence, with Yu Xin's allusion, he lamented that he was old. Or it's unwilling, or it's a feeling of twilight that has been separated from your lover for too long. Seeing flowers and thinking about people, I am afraid that lyrics will cause sadness, so I "don't pity flowers".

Leaning on the flowers with tears and silent, the fragrance of flowers does not know where to drift, the fragrance of people has already been cracked, and the lover does not know where it is scattered.

Revisiting the old place, the fragrance left by the lover on the cuffs has dissipated, and the residual temperature has been cold, but the feelings of longing are more bitter than the autumn lotus. Don't say (that is, sigh that I said back then) that I would like to live with her among the flowers for a long time, and now I have not fulfilled my promise. At this time, the flower cherisher (i.e., the lover) has gone, and the flower has no owner.

The artistic conception of the last sentence: the flower loses the flower person, the person loses his lover, the flower is relatively speechless, and the heart is more bitter than the autumn lotus.

I can't talk about the people who cherish flowers, but every time I see the falling flowers, I will feel a dull pain in my heart, although I don't have the feeling of pity like "Daiyu burying flowers", but I also give birth to a trace of pity, cherish the beauty of flowers, and sigh the withering of flowers. Like the sound of flowers blooming, it will make people think of their youth and youth, and they don't want to see the flowers fall, which will make people feel the ruthlessness of the years. But my daughter likes falling flowers in the water, saying that they are the most beautiful "petal fish".

I used to be a woman who loved flowers, but with the complexity of life, I don't have time to love it. I have always felt that a woman who loves flowers will have a world like flowers, and when the flowers are gorgeous, brilliant and fragrant, there will be a pair of eyes lingering among the flowers. The kind of days of bonding with flowers and accompanying flowers will not only make people nostalgic for their youth.

No matter how tight the time to go to school in the morning, the first thing I woke up was to go to the roof to see my small garden, say hello to the little bees, remove pests for the roses, and play with the weeds in the soil. In the spring, when the peach is not red and the plum is not white, my figure will appear in the mountains, fields, and river embankments, to listen to the sound of flowers blooming. If the mood is particularly bright, I will sit on a hill with my picture clip on my back, quietly admire the beauty of rape flowers, and then express this beauty on the picture.

The once naughty little girl will step forward in the grass, in the woods, among the branches and leaves, lift her toes, put her nose into the unknown buds and buds, close her eyes and quietly smell the charming fragrance that emanates, gently soothe her eyes, rub her eyes bright, and capture the beauty of the moment when the flowers bloom! After a sigh, I would always pick up some flower branches and go home, stick them in the wet soil, and wait for them to sprout new buds and new flowers. In the middle of summer, the flowers and leaves are shining, the grass and trees are shining, and the small garden on the top of the building is already full of flowers, and I will revel in these flowers countless times, laughing shallowly, cheering and running, and singing around them.

In the evening of the summer night, the blooming of the epiphany will also bring me more joy, from the first bud to the end, it gave birth to expectations, looking at the moon and counting the stars, not afraid of mosquito bites, no matter how late it is to wait until the moment the flowers bloom, the flowers will slowly bloom with the unblinking eyes, when the moment of opening, the eyes will be happy, the eyebrows are shining, I really hope that time will stay at this moment, let me always bathe in the luster of flowers. The memory suddenly froze here, returned to reality, and found that the shadow of the flowers around him had long been gone, and sighed: Youth is really used to miss!

When I first got married and moved into a new home, I also bought a lot of flowers and plants, and I also carefully fed them for a period of time, and then I was in a state of mind, and then with the birth of the child, and then to the busyness later, it seems that I am also used to the days without flowers, even if I put a pot of small flowers on the desk now for a few days to raise, maybe it has already withered. Gradually, I found that I had changed, the people who cherished flowers were gone, I could no longer hear the sound of flowers blooming, and I could no longer understand the language of flowers. It may be the state of mind and time that change people!

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People who cherish flowers go to flowers without owners!!

Text: Yang Qianzi.

Xiao Serlan looked old, for fear of being amorous, and did not make pity sentences. Pavilion tears leaned on the flowers and were silent, and the dark fragrance drifted to know where.

Heavy to the old Mingyue Road, the cuffs are fragrant and cold, and the heart is bitterer than the autumn lotus. Hugh said that he lived in the flowers, and the people who cherished the flowers went to the flowers without the owner.

Nalan Rongruo's "Butterfly Loves Flowers".

The industries of the Wedge Shangguan family are all over the Huangpu River, especially the department store, which is the tallest building in the city, and occupies the prosperity of the whole Shanghai. Legend has it that the Shangguan family has a daughter of the national color Tianxiang, who was sent to Beiping to study two years ago. How many matchmakers have broken through the threshold of the Shangguan family, and the sons and daughters of Shanghai are even more proud to know her.

In the early spring of March, the chill has not yet faded. The train station is bustling, but the door of the first-class carriage is spacious. There was a row of neatly dressed subordinates standing behind, and Master Shangguan and Mrs. Shangguan stood in front with their heads in front of them, their eyes full of waiting and love.

At the end of the crowd, Lao Li whispered to the new driver Ah Chen, "You will drive the car that Miss is sitting in for a while, but don't make any mistakes." ”

Ah Chen has always been silent, and he also understands that the young lady of the rich and noble family is always delicate, and the slightest mistake will lose the job. Nodding slightly, he said, "Got it." While raising his head, a pair of inky eyes reflected the early morning sun......