Paradise on earth

The flowers in the Hundred Flowers Festival do not fall all year round, big and small, and in various colors.If you enter the Hundred Flowers Club, you will definitely sigh that this is a flower paradise.

Butterflies linger and birds fly away.Surrounded by hundreds of flowers, it is full of fragrance.The moment you walk into the Hundred Flowers Fair, you will be attracted by all kinds of bright flowers.Then close your eyes and smell the scent of flowers.It was a scent that smelled better than any perfume.

The path inside the Hundred Flowers Club is very narrow, and only one person can pass with one foot, and there are flowers all around.Therefore, when people pass by, they will choose a one-way road, entering from one side and exiting from the other.

There is a Baihua Pavilion in the middle of the Baihuahui, where people can rest.

Hundreds of flowers are engraved on the Baihua Pavilion, so it is called Baihua Pavilion, which is surrounded by hundreds of flowers.And the Hundred Flowers Club got its name from this.

I like to walk on the trails, chasing butterflies, and then accidentally stepping on beautiful flowers, I can't help laughing.Any flower is worthy of our love.So, I lifted the flower up and said "I'm sorry!"

My bedmate laughed at me for being childish, and I said, "Isn't this a good moral character?"

The path is intricate and spreads out around the Baihua Pavilion. It is divided into four parts. The flowers in the four parts are similar to the path. People who don't come here often will definitely get lost.

A river passes through the Baihua Pavilion. The river is an artificial river with a small flow and carp.Mainly used for irrigation.

The most beautiful part of the Baihuahui is the hundreds of flower pots placed in the Baihua Pavilion. The flowers planted in them are the same kind of flowers, with different degrees of color and beauty. Even the same beautiful flowers can find their subtle differences.Because these flowers are cultivated with blood.Even if they look very similar together, no one will not recognize the flowers grown with their own blood.

The flower I cultivated with my own blood is white, and my bedmate laughed at me, "It's the same as yours, a white lotus."

I chased him and laughed, "The flowers you grow are black, so is your heart black?"

"How can it be black? My heart beats only for you. Is my love for you black?"

"Huh? You teased me again, see if I don't clean up you tonight."

People who read this book will definitely say that raising flowers with blood is really scary.In fact, the seeds of this kind of flower only need a small amount of blood to feed, and the flower only needs to be raised once every half a month.

Sitting quietly in the Baihua Pavilion, she softly chanted:

Folding flowers shake off the potpourri fragrance,

Where is the redness to soften the intestines?

Can plant red colors for immortals,

Let the wind fly and let the flowers rise (xiang).