it does not have the enchanting and enchanting of the blue rose, it does not have the pure and sacred of the white rose, and it has no warm fashion of western cherry blossoms. but i love it, love it unknown to the public the violet blue flowers bloom in the open country -- lavender.
lavender is called grass, but it is actually a small blue and blue flower. its flowers, like wheat spikes, have slender stems, and their flowers are covered with star shaped fuzz. there are small blue purple flowers on the ends, and the whole plants are slightly sweet with wood and sweet smell.
it smells and has a unique flavor. although it does not have the beautiful appearance of the peony, it does not have the attractive aroma of the rose. but this is the charm of it, because its simplicity makes me feel special about it. it has a spirit of "unity" that we all should have. thousands on thousands of lavender gathered, forming an unforgettable scenery. it is with other flowers zhengyan doo yan, because it's *, let people appreciate the inner beauty, it aroused passionately devoted to it!
the love of lavender is a complex, a kind of attachment and a nostalgic complex. in numerous aromatherapy, she is not as strong as she rose mood, lily so indifferent, but how can not go, incense also remain in the hearts after the wind, and the faint moonlight night, flowing out from the violin in the music, the bottom of the ca*net turned out of old clothes; when it is young in march the day the color of peach, *n the sun began to fall, and the boy is in the hill outside the smile still bright; it is unfinished dream, wake up is also not open melancholy...... or, the lavender is not so much as a vast expanse of purple in the field, and the fragrance of the air is better than something in memory.
i like lavender, and also because of its flower language - waiting for love. the harvest season of love, n*r came to me, i can only choose to wait for you. hugging the purple dream, waiting seems to be a romantic. maybe one day, waiting for a perfect end. at that time, i can loudly proclaim: waiting, is also a kind of happiness!
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