The blossom only opens in the dead of night, and I waited quietly by its side in order to be able to witness its precious moments. The full moon in the sky, gradually, my eyes become blurred, I vaguely heard a ringing, the sound is very weak, very soft, as if out of the cocoon of colorful butterflies, patting wings, wings to fly, "snap ...... snap ...... snap! ...... "I immediately opened my eyes, I know that the moment I waited for finally arrived, I rubbed my eyes hard. Blossom opened, in the kelp-like green leaves between the mouth, delicate buds are slightly trembling, tube skirt like flower support, can not gather the rich alabaster-like buds, gradually cracked open; snow-white petals from the middle of the flower support gently probed out, a piece of, two, three ...... and then into a bundle of bunches of golden-yellow stamens lifelike upright, the middle of the A columnar stamen high up ...... petals layer by layer to separate, open into a round big white flower. By the light of the moon, only to see its white petals delicate and smooth, as delicate as alabaster, how delicate, how attractive, how lovely!
The fleeting flower, she quietly waited for the night to fall. Like an elf (why does the blip always open at night?). I do not know, perhaps to show its mystery? Maybe to seek a moment of peace?) Anyway, she was quiet and didn't reveal a single sound to anyone. Before she was sleeping but suddenly she opened her eyes and danced. I didn't even know when she woke up. I don't know when she woke up!
The flash in the pan, yo, how beautiful she is. Water lily-like white petals embracing each other. Sprinkled with intoxicating fragrant powder. Also regardless of whether others are willing to hard to press people into the honey pot, while she, but on the sidelines fiddling with her white sarong, sneering.
This lady heh, contemptuously looked at others marveled at the eyes listening to the colorful praise, she did not care, yes, she did not care about these. She poured her life's blood into the beautiful buds, open, is beautiful born in the world. With the passing clouds, but left an eternal figure, how proud she is. Those who wait all night in order to see her, she never cared, came and went, did not stay. No matter how much anyone loved her, she always faced everything coldly.
She is so thin ah, that please into the life of the flowers seem to be a light wind was also blown off, she pulled the thin vines shaking ah shake, caused the hearts of the people watching the flowers clenched, she smiled faintly, because she knew that her life will end in the dawn rather than the wind.
Also reflected in her white, her mystery, her beauty, hidden all the imperfections, she Chu Chu moving, quite a bit in the depths of people do not know the flavor.
The flower is a flash in the pan, not many people see her, I can see her and feel fortunate, in order to be able to appreciate her elegance and fortunate.
The world's wonders, a flash in the pan, a fleeting glimpse of smoke, the fragrance of the world.