1. Beautiful Poems about Campanula
Beautiful Poems about Campanula 1. What is the flower language of Campanula
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1. Creativity. In memory of the archbishop of Cantpari, an Italian saint in the 5th century, his artistic talent created many beautiful poems for people. Therefore, the flower language of this flower is creativity. People who are blessed by this flower have excellent creativity, so they have an attractive artistic temperament, independent personality and don't like to rely on others.
2. Blessings from afar.
3. thanks. Like this flower, you are a grateful person, and you will remember the kindness given to you by others.
4. tender love.
5. Jealousy
Origins of flower language: Campanula appeared in Greek mythology and was loved by Apollo, the sun god. The jealous west wind threw the disc at the head of the campanula, and the blood spilled on the ground, and the campanula bloomed. Therefore, its flower language is jealousy.
People who are blessed by this kind of flower have a strong desire for exclusivity, hoping that their lovers will be their own for 24 hours. However, this will probably have the opposite effect!
Proverbs are not perfect, including yourself.
2. Beautiful sentences about cornflower
After the rainstorm, all the flowers withered, but only one small flower still stands proudly, and that is cornflower.
if the tenacity of cornflower vitality is the result of survival of the fittest, why not let our taste buds have more tenacity? Moonlight is like water, a lamp is lit on a rainy night with swaying flower shadows, and a cup of fragrant tea is held in hand. In the priority of erhu and pipa, the wind blows the willows and the rain beats the banana; The afterglow is long, listening to old records in the soft and sad sunset, enjoying a full table of food, and involving nostalgic thoughts in the sound of guitar. "Food is the most important thing for the people", which is the crystallization of human wisdom for thousands of years, just right, catering to the taste buds.
I never deny or hide my love for food. The noble and elegant Starbucks, the exciting Sichuan cuisine, or the so-called "Jianghu snacks" on the road stalls, whenever I find a delicious food, I will be immersed in endless happiness. When falling red, it exudes the sadness of the end of life and the longing for a new life. For food, even a cup of light green tea can taste the dense realm of Zen.
Yes, delicious food is not only a carbohydrate to fill the stomach, but also an emotional animal, which makes me unable to resist knocking on the traces of tenderness and freshness. Sometimes, eating a familiar food will bring back some memories in life, such as the warm reminder of my mother several years ago, or a beautiful encounter ... Harbin has been "lurking" for almost two years, but naturally I can't stop eating all kinds of delicious food here.
I like the long-standing smell of sausage, and I often think that the wrinkles may be formed by the hands rubbing of the fledgling college graduates in an interview; I like the historical sense of Mattel Popsicle, and I walk in the central street in the hot summer. The small popsicle brings not only a cool moment, but also endless reverie. Apart from historical snacks, Harbin, as a capital city with a European heritage, is home to countless restaurants of various colors.
wandering among them, thoughts began to flood again. Even a little stain on the dining table makes people think that it may be caused by the tea poured by lovers who turn against each other.
sitting in front of the French window, facing the delicious food, meditating. Maybe someone wrote a poem here, someone had a love affair here, and someone stayed here all afternoon. The former left the seat in a hurry and left an umbrella, while the latter sipped the rim of the cup, but he didn't know that the girl he secretly loved had also had a cup of coffee with the same cup.
there's a feeling of snow in the dusk outside, what about a cup of wine inside?? In my opinion, food not only gives the taste buds full satisfaction, but also carries all kinds of feelings. Aside from those so-called noble veils, I actually prefer all kinds of snacks in road stalls and small shops.
after the night food stalls, listening to the excitement and exultation of all the people, the loneliness in my heart inevitably dispelled a little. There are spicy mala Tang, rice noodles with compelling aroma, and fried chicken fillet with delicious flavor ... Find a simple shop on the corner. The proprietress is wearing a blue coat and sweating like rain in the face of the blazing fire. When you stir up a wisp of delicious food between laughing and laughing, then you are slightly stunned, and the feeling of joy is just like looking back suddenly, and the lights are dim.
besides delicious food, classmates' friendship, friends' feelings and ambiguous eyes can be conveyed in the curling steam. Stories on the edge of these bowls can often add to the original taste of food.
at this moment, consciousness rises to the first. Our emotions are rising, and we begin to control our taste ... The world has changed a lot, but my heart is calm, which is the realm of "quiet and subtle, keeping the mysterious and embracing one" as Lao Dan said; Let the cornflower bloom in the taste buds, which is the liberation from the mouth to the spirit.
I really don't need any reason to fall in love with the city of lilacs and the delicious "lilacs".
3. A composition describing the appearance of Campanula
The composition describing the appearance of Plum Blossom "All the fragrant flowers shake down and are bright and occupy the small garden." This poem is a portrayal of beautifying the strong character. In that snowy season-severe winter, the cold wind blows mercilessly, and the heavy snow covers the branches. The flowers can't stand the cold wind and fade quietly, but the plum blossoms come through the snow. Look, the delicate and charming flowers are hanging on the branches, red, yellow and white. Against the background of snow, they look extraordinarily simple, elegant and spotless. There are cold snowflakes on the petals, which makes the plum blossom even more brave and calm. She seems to be still smiling! In my eyes and heart, beautification is not only beautiful in appearance, but also more beautiful in heart. Instead of competing with other flowers for spring, she chooses to bloom in the cold wind. She is not afraid of cold and difficulties, regardless of the harsh living environment, as if she is only fulfilling her mission, telling people that spring will come back and calling on those withered flowers to ignite hope. When spring comes, she quietly retreats among the flowers. I love plum blossoms. When people encounter difficulties in life, they should try their best to overcome them, like plum blossoms, and be a person who never gives up. One afternoon, the sun stayed at home, and the snow brothers fell from the sky in droves. I went to the park to play happily, and I smelled a scent of plum blossoms as soon as I entered the door. So I quickly ran to the plum blossom tree. The plum blossoms had blossomed a lot. Look! On the tree stem, there are many branches without chaos, and yellow plum blossoms are competing to open on the branches. They have different postures: some stand there alone; Some are close to other flowers, as if they haven't woken up yet; Some people crowded together as if to say, "Guys, it's too cold. Let's get together to keep warm!" " ; Some of them are flowers and bones, and they look so full that they are about to burst; Some just spread two or three petals, as if butterflies were about to spread their wings and fly; Others are in full bloom with smiles, like beautiful girls. I look at them, as if I have become a beautiful plum blossom, dressed in golden clothes, playing happily with my companions on the branches. The branches have become my "cradle", and they will gently flutter with the wind as long as the wind blows. At night, as long as the wind blows, the leaves will gently shake and give me a "rustling" sound. Accompany me into the dreamland of 7A686964616fe59b9ee7ad943133337613162. Suddenly, a cold wind woke me up from my dream, and I remembered that I was not a plum blossom, but I was watching it. Plum blossoms are not only beautiful in appearance, but also beautiful in his spirit of not being afraid of cold. It's really "the north wind is hunting and blowing people down, and thousands of flowers are withered. Who can tell the difference between cold plum and cold plum, and let the silver flowers shine alone?".