Ten days ago

Ten days ago, his wife bought a daffodil from the market. The shape of the bulb is small. The bulb is not big. The diameter is about six or seven centimeters. The size of the onion is a layer of tan. The skin is white and jade, and the jade is clear. There are four or five small bulbs connected together, and they are tightly embraced and become an inseparable whole. It looks like four or five children around the mother, closely accompanying each other, interdependent, and happy, this is clearly a harmonious, warm and happy little family. Three or four plexus veins have been grown on the main bulb of the narcissus, and a small vein is formed in the center of the small bulb. There are always ten clusters. They are flat and erect, and the texture is thick and thick. The leaf width is less than two centimeters and the height is less than thirty centimeters. Surrounded by, growing together, its stems and leaves, beautiful leaves, green leaves and lush green leaves, there are several short lanceolate tubular stems in the middle of the leaves, the head has been exposed to the flower buds, as if It��s going to bloom like a ceramic big ashtray with a pastel seven-game map. After pouring it into the water and putting it into the daffodil, it looks very good. The narcissus is beautiful and the porcelain plate is antique, and the two complement each other. Put it in water three or four days in front of the window, and you don't need to take care of it. However, more than two weeks later, the daffodils showed beautiful and elegant appearances. The flowers are not large, about two centimeters. The petals are mostly single-layered and six-piece, arranged in an umbel-like inflorescence, extending flat and downward, expanding and reversing. The flowers are white, the corolla forms a ring, golden yellow, such as a crown, covered in the flower, for fear that they will be hurt. Narcissus has many beautiful legends: one is that they are the incarnations of Emperor Sui's daughter, Emperor Huang and the female, and they are married to ˴, and later, the sister is ��. The three people have a very good relationship. They are in the south patrol, and the two sisters are both in love with Xiangjiang Wholesale Cigarettes. God pity two people to love and love, they turned their soul into the daffodil on the river, the two became the god of the taffeta narcissus! According to this, the predecessors wrote a lot about the poetry of the narcissus. Such as "the fragrance is confident and high group, so it is with Jiang Mei." It is so proud of the cold cream, it is difficult to admire it. Attached here is the Song Dynasty poet, Liu Bangzhi first described the daffodil poetry: "The water can be fairy and strange, the cold fragrance is lonely and moving the ice muscle. Who is there in the fairy wind? Now sweeping the moth, the narcissus grows." An aquatic flower and grass in the southeastern coastal area, it is a novelty to come to the plateau town in the northwest of the country and open it here. Although they are not as lush, prosperous and universal in their hometowns, they have more or less displayed their appearance and fragrance in front of my hometown of people who are far away from home! I don't feel a bit cordial, but I have a few lovesickness and a few sadness Marlboro Red. The similar fate of this situation seems to have a feeling of mutual affection, although it is also graceful and slim. There is a bit of loneliness in the fragrance. Perhaps it is the reason for the Ching Ming Festival, watching the delicate narcissus, thinking back to the parents who have long since passed away. The fathers participated in the revolution in the early years, joined the army and enlisted in the army, and all the way to the west, and finally responded to the party's call to take root in the northwest and build the northwest Parliament Cigarettes. At this point, I have never been able to leave the northwest. Later, after my parents passed away, the children were only buried in the soil of their hometown, and their parents�� eyes were left with tears. I can��t go to my parents�� graves to burn a column of incense, worship my parents, mourn my thoughts, add a new land, and tell the feelings of missing, then I would like to ask the spiritual Lingbo fairy to bring our children��s grief to the far Parents from the outsid
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