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The bougainvillea in the circle of friends is as follows:

1. The bougainvillea has vitality that people cannot imagine. Someone once described Bougainvillea as a passionate and unrestrained flower, but also a stubborn and tenacious plant. It does not need and does not like people's doting and pity, and it does not like people to control it. If you want to see its flowers, you have to obediently let it grow freely; if you want it to follow you, then it can only live for you at best;

If you cut it, it will still want to grow. If it offers you flowers, don’t even think about it. Oh, Bougainvillea, how stubborn and exuberant vitality you have! How precious is your spirit of not being restrained and daring to fight for freedom from the sky, to the earth for survival, and to seek development from all around!

2. Although the peonies look beautiful and graceful, and the grass also has tenacious vitality, I still like the clusters of bright red bougainvillea, which bloom silently in the autumn sun and dedicate their beauty to people. I will never forget this beautiful, bright red bougainvillea.

3. Bougainvillea does not have the delicacy of roses, nor does it have the gorgeous fragrance and luxurious reputation of spring plum, winter plum, wintersweet and other similar plants, nor does it have the brightness and luxury of rhododendron, crabapple and peony. A brilliant, dazzling aura. No matter north or south of the Yangtze River, plains and valleys, hills and plateaus, prosperous cities, wealthy farms, or poor houses, her ordinary figure, fire-like enthusiasm and unyielding spirit can be seen everywhere.

4. She is like a girl in the flower season who is otherworldly and graceful. She burns herself endlessly, grows and blooms quietly, and quietly dresses up with the colors of nature. She is careless, does not exaggerate, and does not hide her appearance and character. She is full of vitality in the nature of all living beings, showing her strong vitality and unyielding, rock-solid quality.

5. Take a closer look, and you will see clusters of charming bougainvillea resting on the soft branches. The bright red flowers are like a little girl wearing a red skirt and swinging her graceful legs. The waist and bougainvillea are composed of three bracts, which are as soft as colorful silk. There are three small candle-like pillars in the middle of the bracts. On the top of the pillars is a small snow-white flower. The clean and pure white flowers are scattered in the bract leaves, like shining stars. It embellishes the pots of bougainvillea more beautifully.

6. As long as there is a pinch of soil, a trace of warmth, a ray of sunshine, and a drop of rain, we can bend and stretch, grow strong, spread rapidly, and face nature bravely.

7. I admire Bougainvillea, not because of the dazzling flowers, but because I admire her tenacious vitality; what I admire more is that she is indifferent to the world, indifferent to the world, and does not ask for anything. Ask for something, not be picky, and have the spirit of silent dedication.

8. Although bougainvillea is not perfect, it feels so calm and not delicate at all. It has no fixed flowering period. It can bloom as long as you want and grow as long as you want. Cut a branch and insert it into the soil at will, regardless of the quality of the environment. If you have nothing to ask for or complain about, it will bloom for you. If there is sunshine, it will be more brilliant. If there is no sunshine, it will give you green leaves, still beautiful!

9. Whether it’s the lonely spring flowers that fill the hall, or the white snow that fills my big boots, I can always think of that green maple tree at a certain time. In the light and heat of summer, In the summer rain and wind, it stretches its branches and leaves to its heart's content, absorbs the rain, grows to its heart's content, and exudes vitality. Sometimes there will be birds singing on it, sometimes there will be the breeze blowing across its face, and sometimes there will be rain and dew drops on its body

10. I looked up and saw the front of the parking lot. Pots of flower pots are filled with a large number of leafy bougainvillea, burning like clusters of flames, dancing like bright red butterflies, and the golden sunshine has painted the petals with a light layer. The light golden color exudes the vitality of life.