There are many blooming flowers in the flower bed, which are colorful and varied: some are golden yellow, some are purple, some are pink, some are big red and rose red ... They are graceful and graceful, like delicate girls.
There are so many flowers, one after another. Look at this one, it's beautiful; Look at that. Beautiful, too. There are several tall and green cedars beside the flower bed, which is even more beautiful. If the colorful flowers in front of us are regarded as a vivid painting, the artist's skill is really remarkable.
I saw a stone bench next to me and sat on it to enjoy the flowers leisurely. Looking at it, I suddenly felt like a beautiful flower, wearing bright clothes and standing in the sun. When the breeze blows, I dance with my partner and dedicate my beautiful dance to those who appreciate us. . . . . .
It took me a long time to remember that I was not a flower, but I was absorbed in watching flowers.