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D 1 sentence: clusters of lavender are more lively, shocking and heroic. Some people say that she followed her youth into a wisp of smoke, looking for a hometown full of roses; But some people say that lavender wraps a girl's persistent love soul, and she will always wait in the valley where she first met, waiting for the wonders of love. ...

D2: Lavender Represents True Love is the most representative lyric poem in Elizabethan period. Therefore, at that time, it was popular for lovers to give lavender to each other to express their love. In this era, Charles I of England was also an affectionate man. When he went to Nell Gwen, he tied a bag of dried lavender with a golden ribbon and gave it to his beloved.

D3: Lavender often burns alone. The fragrance of all newly sawn sawdust, mixed with a little camphor and mint, covered with thin hair, immediately surrounded all the spaces, and the invisible power awakened the sleeping soul. It is covered with light feather gauze, soaring and flying, and beautiful.

D4: Looking around, a golden continent and swaying lavender are particularly dazzling in the afternoon sun. . . A man in a white monastery skirt among lavender flowers? The woman gently closed her eyes and sat quietly, her hair slightly surrounded in the wind, elegant and beautiful, but the color is actually, like the quiet and deep sky before dawn-purple. . . It is this beautiful deep purple that doomed her to tears from the moment she was born. . .

D5: For a long time, I have dreamed of meeting the beautiful Provence, seeing the charming lavender, strolling in a quiet village and relaxing the unique charm of exotic customs. I know this is extravagant hope, a fantasy in a dream. I like Provence, and I like purple flowers. Layers of flowers are like waves, and I am particularly looking forward to it. The dialogue seems to be in this beautiful place. I smell the fragrance of lavender and fill my heart. I forgot that I am a living body, just like a swallow flying to heaven, and I am still pitying for my infatuation.

D6: Later, I actually owned two pots of lavender animals. Two different kinds of lavender. A basin of blooming innocence, a basin of lavender with bones hidden. Lavender mint and lavender are sweet.

D7 sentence: I quietly looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and the sky was very blue. Looking down at your feet, there is a beautiful lavender field. Looking at lavender, tears blurred my eyes in a hurry. Yes, I deny that I think of him. He laughs like lavender.

D: Happiness is like lavender in Provence, which blooms only once a year and true love only once. I hope everyone can get true love, look at their fertile soil, plant their own lavender and seize happiness!

Sentence D8: Lavender, a purple dream, is blooming all over the sky and fragrant in the wind. I am watching you, out of reach, and this purple dream, watching you on the horizon, sighing that you are at the end of the lake, watching the purple lavender, rolling in tears, you become blurred. Everything in front of me is not glorious. My world is only you, lavender and that purple dream. Once those little by little estrangement, in fact, there is no eternity, watching your back drift away, once the earth is old, sadness scattered all over the place, once the snowy plateau, if the clouds disappear, Naihe Bridge, the sigh of my Millennium watch, the beach of the Yangtze River, I silently shed tears. Lavender, I always hold you in my hand, afraid that you will get hurt and you will melt in my mouth. Only by hiding in my heart, I am tenacious, and the deepest part of my heart is soft. I am strong, but I can't be strong forever.

Sentence D9: The fragrance of lavender is neither as greasy as jasmine nor as rich as cordate telosma, but more like durian. People who like it will like it very much, and people who don't like it will avoid it once. Such a strange smell is always associated with deeper and farther melancholy. Melancholy, but not bitter. The love of lavender fragrance is a complex-a complex of infatuation and nostalgia. It is the fragrance that remains in my heart after the wind, the faint moonlight in the clear night, the music flowing from the violin, and the old clothes turned out at the bottom of the cabinet; It was a peach blossom in March when I was a teenager, and even the color of the sun began to peel off, but the smile of the teenager outside the emotional sinus was still cruel; This is an unfulfilled dream. When I woke up, I was only disappointed ... or, lavender is not so much a big purple in Yuan Ye, a fragrance floating in the air as a creature in my memory.

D 10 sentence: lavender is beautiful, quiet and slightly sad. It's like a girl. Chris Lee. She has the same color, fragrance and sadness as lavender. She is quiet, silent and beautiful, but only when she stands on the stage will she be radiant and charming. This is different from her usual quiet; Whenever she is in the wonderful sunshine, she will bloom beautiful flowers. She is really a lavender princess, just like her temperament, so she is a lavender princess, a lavender princess in the heart of corn.

D 1 1 Sentence: Lavender is a fragrant purple-blue flower. It's as romantic as its location. As soon as this flower appears, it represents love and commitment, just like its flower language, waiting for love. Legend has it that lavender has four lush leaves: the first leaf is faith; The second leaf is hope; The third leaf is love; The fourth leaf is an honor.

D 12: Lavender can enjoy its life, but at the same time, because of its strong personality, quiet life, neither supercilious nor so stable as you think, it barely learns to wait, expecting excitement, being strong and expecting this distance. Lavender is not like sunflower, nor is it a fairy palm. It has the function of self-maintenance, so lavender is lavender.

D 13 sentence: the eyes are lavender. I don't want to look into my eyes, it will only make me sad.

D 14: What attracted me at first was the power of incense. The blue-purple incense column was quietly released until it burned me out. Blue and white smoke circled back, and I gazed at it meekly through the surrounding smoke. Those smoke shadows that once dissipated upward immediately turned into detailed and faint images, white horses flying out of thin air, flying Buddha with fluttering sleeves, graceful and affectionate fingertips ... all slowly shattered in the excellent tour, and the fragrance of Ming Che remained the same.

The above is Lavender's message. You can choose the right one.