Beautiful sentences describing roses

Oh, it's white roses, blooming one by one. Every flower depicts a beautiful youth, every petal stretches out, and the air is filled with the pure joy of a kiss from the night elf. On the morning of May, I met a white rose, clean and bright, just like our light and thick lush years.

★ Wild roses growing in cracks have soft and continuous petals. At dusk, the rain is still in full bloom on the Bai Yutang, dripping and rippling. The pale yellow flowers lying on the ground, soaked in muddy rain, have a strange charm.

★ Affectionate peonies contain spring tears, while weak roses lie on twigs.

★ If you don't shake the incense, it will be chaotic, and if there is no wind, you will fly.

Write two sentences: a flower is light. Dance without wind.

Ode to the Rose in the Southern Dynasties

★ The most eye-catching flower in the neighbor's small garden is the wild rose. Wild roses are pink, red and white. Flowers are large and small, some are single recognition, and some are double recognition. The flowers are clustered at the top of the tree, with bright colors and fragrant smells. When they were young, they all grew up in clusters. When they grow up, they climb small tree walls, fences and flower walls. She is surrounded by a large number of colorful flowers, attracting people's attention with the advantage of clustering, which makes people pay tribute. Bai Yutang is a famous flower in my heart, but due to my lack of understanding of flowers, I can't tell what shape Bai Yutang is. Just like a person, you know him and his name, but you don't know that his name is him. A few days ago, when I was writing a blog about "enjoying flowers", I found that some areas were called Rosa davurica fruit, and suddenly realized that the Rosa davurica fruit I saw every day in summer was the famous wild rose. It is "I don't know you every day" that makes a big joke.

Flowers are beautiful only when they are appreciated. As long as you appreciate her, she will tell you. I learned from the computer that flowers also have their own languages. If you want to send flowers, you should choose roses with corresponding colors and express your feelings according to the language of the flowers. The language of flowers is: red roses mean: love and courtship. White roses show: love, purity. Huang Qiangwei said: Eternal smile. Purple rose means: the oath of love. A pink rose said: I want to marry you, and I want to spend my life with you. Crimson rose said: I just want to be with you. Wild rose said: romantic love.

★ Looking at the beautiful wild rose, I seem to have turned into a little wild rose, dancing with my sisters in the breeze and showing people our unique beauty with a smiling face. Although we have thorns, we are also beautiful. Ah! I'm not a rose, I'm looking at a rose!

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The leaves of these roses grow very luxuriantly. Small leaves are as big as my nails, and big leaves are as big as butterfly wings. Clusters of balls scrambled to emerge from the dense branches and leaves, and my mother said it was a bud. Can they produce beautiful flowers?

★ The garden is full of flowers, and the door frame of Uncle Bookstore is covered with wild roses; Pink flowers with green vines are very beautiful. I like the elegance and exquisiteness of this flower, similar to roses; But the flowers are not big, and there are many petals, which are tightly crowded together. Entanglement with ivy and easy-going attachment with walls and doors give people a beautiful, gentle and elegant feeling.

★ The roses are in bloom again. Roses are really lively when they bloom. Small flowers are blooming in the dense green leaves, which is much more unique than the flower tree.

★ Passing through the roses, I saw those Kobanawa buds, and they were gorgeous after getting ready for the spring breeze overnight. For no reason, I like this rose, and I can't tell which one is the most beautiful. Every flower is similar, and every flower is different. From a distance, it is an ocean of flowers. Go to the front, but in the world of every flower, I can find a touch and never give up. Selfless driving, spare no effort. Today, I use the most beautiful posture to show people, even if, tomorrow, I will get stuck in the mud. And leave this most beautiful scene to me. Layers of flowers, after years of acacia, folded into this patchwork, waiting for me to look back at the passing roadside for a moment, that surprised look. Every year. When I am tired, I always dream that I am passing by. When I pass by, a wisp of wind will always blow up the petals that fall on the ground, which is your last retention for me. Since then, you have been silent.

★ Waiting for a spring rain to moisten those flower bones and give off a long-lost fragrance on an early morning in April. That's your smell, unique. I like rain best, holding an umbrella and listening to the sound of flowers. I hear your laughter, or sigh. You know, as long as you have been here, whether you meet or not, you have to wait for a long time, experience the hot summer and winter, and then welcome the next spring. For many years, you have been like this, and you have never been delayed by any heavy snow. Every day, you are on your way here. I know. Because of this, I often come to see you, always afraid that one day, I will miss you and miss a beautiful heart for me.

★ A gust of wind came, and I smelled a faint fragrance. At this time, the pink has faded and all the trees have come back to life. What flower is it, still charming and fragrant alone in the sunset and dusk?

★ I followed the fragrance and looked around. On the wall of a house, I saw the surprise in my eyes. Oh, what a beautiful Bai Yutang, one after another, crawling all over the walls. Beautiful and brilliant flowers in bud or in full bloom. Although there are no bees dancing around the butterfly, it is very colorful.

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★ Looking at these charming and gorgeous roses, I think of my childhood. At that time, roses were planted on the fence of my mother's yard. The green branches and vines protruding from the fence were full of flowers, some in full bloom, some in bud, and young me, often surrounded by me, was full of joy and tenderness, full of temptation. I would take advantage of menstruation's inattention.

When I walked to the slate garden with the fresh air in the morning, I was amazed at the sight before me. Two red roses in the garden, one on the left and one on the right, are in full bloom, just like two big brocade, which is more eye-catching against the century-old banyan tree in the center of the garden. People smelled the flowers before they entered the garden. If you stand under the banyan tree, whether you look left or right, you will be blocked by the wild rose in front of you. Shelves of flowers are motionless in the morning light, like a big screen full of roses, hanging on both sides of this stone garden. I took a closer look and found that although the flowers on this "screen" are red, they are still very organized. One flower, three or five flowers, seven or eight flowers or a dozen flowers bloom on the dense green branches, much like clouds dotted on green brocade. The breeze blows, the flowers sway gently, the crystal dew falls from the flowers, and the wild roses are suddenly awakened like thousands of gathered butterflies, dancing among the green trees. That elegant gesture is accompanied by a faint fragrance, which seems a little faint and trembling. This reminds me of two poems:

Affectionate peony contains a spring tear, weak rose lies on the twig.

-Qin Song Guan "Spring Day"

The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.

-Tang Gao's "Summer in the Mountains"

Speaking of this kind of rose, it is not uncommon in the south. Its figure can be seen in Shan Ye's fenced yard and seaside. Because it is a deciduous shrub and a vine, its green stems have thorns, so it is also called "thorn red" or "mountain thorn". It usually blooms in late spring and withers in midsummer; When opened, columns and frames are in full swing, such as brocade; Flowers are small, petals are simple, and they are fragrant. Common colors are red, yellow, white, purple and pink, but they are rare.

★ As far as fragrance is concerned, single wild rose is the best. Because it grows in rural rocks, it is also nicknamed "wild guest". Soak one of its petals in wine and tea, which is also the best. In ancient times, a petal of this wild rose was used to make rose dew, which was used to wash and soak clothes. It can not only clear away heat and relieve summer heat, but also deodorize and enhance fragrance. It is said that in the Song Dynasty, the rose dew produced in Java and the big food country was the best. As long as you gently touch it with your fingers and sprinkle it on your clothes, the fragrance will not fade over the years. This is equivalent to high-end perfume today. I think, in ancient times, only the royal family, literati or rich people could afford it!

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