The path is north-south, so is the high stone wall, and the east is outside the wall. The flowers in the yard face the sunshine in the east every day. One by one, they looked forward to the sunshine and climbed out of the high wall quietly. Flowers are not big, one-third as big as ordinary roses. Some colors are pure pink, tender and soft, like the face of a baby who has just given birth to a full moon. Some colors are pink inside, and the edges of flowers are dark pink, which is as charming as a woman who has just been painted with powder; Some colors are thick pink, almost rose, like a beautiful woman standing in the sun, with a healthy glow on her face; Some colors are bright pink, as if flashing pink light under pink light, which looks beautiful and radiant. They are clustered together, beautiful and fragrant.
Walking on this quiet path, suddenly these beautiful flowers are in front of you, and you will feel that this path suddenly becomes lively. Those beautiful flowers are like many beautiful women whispering together. They wear beautiful skirts and giggle from time to time. You seem to hear their laughter, floating in front of your eyes from time to time, with the fragrance of flowers.
These flowers are like a quiet woman, wearing a pink flower skirt with all kinds of pink flowers on it. The skirt is full of faint flowers. The woman flushed and looked at the sunshine in the east. She is waiting, and he will appear in the distant sunshine. When she is as beautiful as a flower, she will come back to her. This is their agreement.
Whenever I pass this path, I often stop for a long time to see the beautiful scenery and smell the flowers. I can't help but wish the owner of the flower, hoping that she is as beautiful as a flower and her life is as fragrant as a flower. Thank her for bringing these pink flowers to us passers-by
In spring, a woman rode past me and down the hillside, but she looked up in a hurry, looking for the flower, with a full face of surprise, because she could smell such charming flowers on the slope of this remote and steep path. People who go uphill are too tired to complain about the steepness of the slope when they are dragging carts or carrying things. When they see flowers, they will suddenly feel that this path is so beautiful. They think the flowers here are brilliant, and the dense flowers are facing them. They will tell themselves that they will come here for a walk on the steep slope next time, look at the pink Huashan here and smell the refreshing flowers.
In summer, it becomes a green waterfall, which brings coolness to people who are going uphill and makes the steep slope look so beautiful and lovely.
In winter, the green waterfall here has become a mountain full of silver flowers, and the path continues to be quiet and beautiful.
The owner of the yard yearns for a better life and makes the flowers in his yard beautiful and fragrant; Flowers yearn for the sunshine in the east, bloom brilliantly, spread beauty all the time, and present lush and beautiful flowers to us; I yearn for the quiet and beautiful path.