When you feel a little numb, stand up and keep walking. Suddenly I saw a small flower cluster, which was the world of white chrysanthemums. I looked at them in surprise, petite bodies and strange faces. I broke one, so I went to Huahai again. There is a tallest and most beautiful one in the middle. I held out my hand, but suddenly I remembered something, so I'd better not choose her. She reminds me of something, which makes me sad.
I don't know when, but a young man passed by. He looked at the flowers, and he did not hesitate to uproot the tallest and most beautiful white chrysanthemum. Played on the palm of your hand for a while, and then left.
I ran to pick up white chrysanthemums. She was spoiled and badly rubbed. Petals are broken, stamens are scattered and roots are broken. I held her in the palm of my hand, gently smoothed her petals bit by bit, and then slowly moved her disk to make them fit together closely. I held her for a long time.
Why? Why did she become like this? This reminds me of her charm and beauty. And now, she's dead. White chrysanthemum, is this your destiny? Is it because you are too beautiful and delicate that your tragic fate is caused? Is it a mistake to be too beautiful and too delicate? Your broken body reminds me of many women with the same fate as you, such as Zhao Jun, …… and countless women who are more miserable than you. Beautiful beauty, behind the beauty is a faint doomed sadness.
Young people don't really like this flower, just like her short-lived beauty. Once she was pulled up by him, the leaves withered and became worthless.