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A few days ago, I passed by the flower market and saw plates of Qian Ye peony were blooming, so I picked up a few plates of flowers and bones and put them on the balcony. I must visit them several times a day, like a lover in love, always thinking about them in my heart. When visiting, you must help them remove the residual branches and cut off the blooming flowers. When cutting, the whole petals were gently pinched, and then fell to the ground one after another. Unexpectedly, they felt a little red into tombs. So they were picked up one by one and covered on the root of azalea, which could be regarded as building a grave for them. The Azalea has already been shining, and a new bud is emerging. Besides, the tulips have already withered and yellow, but only a few balls have grown at the root. I thought that they must be proud of themselves, only for themselves in their whole life, alone; At the same time, they are lonely, only one flower in their whole life. Like a beautiful woman with a high-spirited and unsociable spirit, she was unique but could only drink alone. According to the master selling flowers, when the money leaf peony withered, their bulbs could be cut into two or three pieces and planted again next year, and they had an impulse to raise flowers. But maybe I could only be a flower appreciator, and the beautiful flowers in three or four plates were scattered, which didn’t look good. Fortunately, my life is just an ordinary woman. If I were a man, wouldn’t I suffer more from those flowers. For those beautiful flowers, we can only go through deep love and still have a shallow fate.

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