1. The beautiful sentence about cornflower

After the rainstorm, all the flowers withered, but only one small flower still stands proudly, which 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 is changing a lot, but my heart is calm. This is the realm of Lao Dan's "quiet and subtle, keeping the mysterious and embracing one"; 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". 2. Poems about cornflower

"Cornflower" On the hillside, there is a large cornflower.

It's so quiet. They are blue, but they are too blue. Those beautiful flowers are endless. Cornflower, cornflower, blue cornflower, they are burning.

A teenager lost his way in this blue fire. He mistook the color of this hillside for the color of the sky. Cornflower (four songs) Han Zongbao's "Wind" The wind is blowing a grass, a grass is moving, and then it shyly lowers its head, and then the wind blows more grass, and more grass is moving. They lower their heads to look at their toes and wet soil, and the wind is blowing my freshly washed face. My heart is moving, and there are some clouds in the sky, and the earth is moving. The wind I see is colored. It looks very quiet. The color of the sky, the color of the sea, and the color of a newly opened cornflower is the wind. Color July 1, 26 I saw the white fox running gently through a green crop field. It carried its story, windows and blue pigments on its back. It wanted to paint the blue sky. It wanted to paint the fingers of a teenager. It wanted to run from this sultry summer to the snowy winter to make a home in the open snow. July 2, 26, The cornflower was as big as a cornflower on the hillside. They are blue, but they are a little too blue. Those beautiful flowers have become an endless cornflower. The cornflower is blue. They are burning. A teenager lost his way in this blue fire. He mistook the color of this hillside for the color of the sky. On July 3, 26, the rain finally rained. It has been endured for so long. The rain that has fallen has made two people feel a little trouble and a forbearance. A rain that shouldn't have rained, it still rained so naturally. It got wet for a summer night. It carefully cleaned the air with more than 3 degrees. A rain removed the summer heat, brought the wind cool and comfortable, and also brought some inexplicable sadness like water. A rain still rained those white, blue and black clouds. Those running clouds should be allowed to let go of those heavy and light up again. A rain made people happy. It also makes people sad. For this sultry summer, a rain is better than no rain. The cornflower (four songs) Han Zongbao's Wind blows a grass and a grass moves. It lowers its head shyly, and then the wind blows more grass and more grass. They lower their heads to look at their toes and wet mud. The wind blows my freshly washed face. My heart is moving. The wind blows a few clouds in the sky. The sky is moving, and the earth is moving. The wind I see is colored. It looks very quiet. The color of the sea, the color of the summer, the color of a newly opened cornflower is the color of the wind July 1, 26. I saw the little white fox running gently through a green farmland, carrying its story and windows and those blue pigments on its back. It wants to paint the blue sky, it wants to paint the fingers of a teenager, and it wants to run from this sultry summer to the snowy winter to make a home in the open snow. On July 2, 26, there was a large piece of cornflower on the hillside, which was so silent. They were blue, but they were a little too blue. Those beautiful flowers became an endless piece of cornflower. The blue cornflower was burning. A teenager lost his way in this blue fire. He mistook the color of this hillside for the color of the sky. On July 3, 26, a rain finally rained, and it had endured so much. A rain that rained made two people have some small troubles in their hearts, a forbearing rain, a rain that shouldn't have rained. It still rained so naturally. It got wet all summer night. It carefully cleaned the air with more than 3 degrees. A rain removed the summer heat, brought the wind cool and comfortable, and also brought some inexplicable sadness like water. A rain still rained those white, blue and black clouds. Those running clouds should be allowed to let go of those heavy ones. Lighten up a rain again. It has rained in summer, which makes people happy and sad. For this sultry summer, a rain is better than no rain. Centaurea is a traditional plant in Europe ... I don't think what you want is European ancient poetry ... so ... make a few words to make yourself ugly ... 1.

2. Childe still remembers cornflower, and he misses his soul in the blue sea and wilderness. 3. A little purple element is deep in the cup, and half a wisp of tea smoke penetrates the blue yarn.

4. Delicate and floating in the west wind, with lingering fragrance. 5. Warm colors are stained with rouge, and silver lines are crossed.

or warm colors with rouge, and golden thread and red candle reflecting the plum blossom. Explain: 1. Purple falls and fragrant smiles with tears, and still cries towards the sunset.

There is no need to explain purple and fragrant flowers. Cornflower is a sunny plant, so I think it must be heading for the sunset in the twilight, even in the process of falling. 2. The legend of cornflower: During the German civil war, Queen Louis was forced to flee with two princes. Halfway through, the car broke down, and the queen got off with two princes. On the roadside, she saw a large piece of blue cornflower, and the two princes were playing among the flowers.

The queen wove a wreath of cornflowers and put it on William. Later, William unified Germany, but he could never forget the blooming cornflower when he fled as a child, and the wreath given by his mother. He loved cornflower deeply, so cornflower was promoted as the national flower of Germany.

Childe still remembers cornflower, and he misses his soul in the blue sea and wilderness. William misses cornflower, because cornflower is blue, so it is blue sea.

I think William should stand on the hill in the wilderness, look at the sea of flowers, miss his dead relatives and people who lost their lives in the war and play requiem for them. 3. A little purple element is deep in the cup, and half a wisp of tea smoke penetrates the blue yarn.

cornflower can make tea, and its color is elegant and clean. There is a word "Pan-chrysanthemum cup is deep", which probably means chrysanthemum tea in the cup, so it is used.

Nalan's word "a wisp of tea smoke penetrates the blue yarn" is directly used at the back. What I want to describe is the situation when drinking chrysanthemum tea.

4. Delicate and floating in the west wind, with lingering fragrance. This sentence uses the artistic conception described in the year of seven violas.

cornflower is elegant and graceful, so the adjective Xianran is used. Even when it is in decline, it is very elegant.

I wonder if cornflower will fall on Woolf's letter when it falls in the Scottish countryside. It should have a faint fragrance when you click on the fallen flower stationery. 3. Good words and sentences about the composition of cornflower

I still remember that I was amazed when I saw the blue cornflower on the Internet. It was beautiful. Although it was not as luxurious as peony and delicate as rose, it was like a slim girl with blue petals flashing, but it was so slender and weak that it looked more noble and beautiful.

Some people say that cornflower stands for melancholy, loneliness and strength, but I don't think it stands for melancholy and loneliness. The blue swaying on the green grass represents hope. The blue like the sea and the blue like the sky on its body makes me feel infinite hope. I think that the dream should be like this, so blue, blue is pure, blue is pure, leading us through our past years.

the flower language of cornflower/ Jade bracelet Yuan Ye in early summer is endless. We are sitting side by side in the haystack. The sky is close to us. Happiness was within our reach. You said you would pick me a rose cornflower. Young people's minds were silent and implicit. We walked hand in hand in the fields. Love was close to us, but we didn't say anything. We always dreamed that you could understand the secrets hidden in the wind flowers and trees. One day, I saw you I used to know, your partner and your hesitation in a strange city. I finally understood that it was too late to understand. The flower language of cornflower is too late to remember that you still owe me a cornflower. Who loved you? Maybe you can't remember it, but the person who loved you will never forget it. 4. Good words/sentences/essays/poems about cornflower

I know the blue color of cornflower. In Andersen's works, the world of the daughter of the sea is full of cornflower-like blue tones.

The blue dream and blue mood in the sea start from the distant starlight to the more distant starlight. Shining blue light, revealing clear blue light, unfathomable and out of reach.

I keep trudging under the sea, just to go to that little promise. Promise, walking in every corner of the sea in a hurry.

I can't see the silhouette or fragment of it flying. Its escape is out of my sight, and I can't even touch its shadow. The sea is a clear mark on her fish tail, and she is a shell in the heart of the sea.

Fairy tales in memory, the sea in memory touches and lights up the bell of the sea with silent peace, and the blue of cornflower indicates an escape with a little highlight. The daughter of the sea, she lies quietly beside the reef, her heart is soaring and surrounded by gorgeous melancholy.

Maybe, she is not sad, maybe her star will not slip and fall. Maybe, she just wants to watch the big ship several times without being noticed, catch a little dizzy honey and listen to the vast and lofty happiness.

In fact, we have all seen the cornflower-like shell that Hai's daughter saw when she walked on the beach occasionally. Those are her eyes, which are embedded in the beach. Even if one day, eyes dry up in the sun.

There is also the last tear like cornflower, which shines slightly and leaps as bright as a flower. Centaurea Centaurea, an annual or biennial herb, was originally a wild flower. It grows on hillsides, fields, watersides, roadsides and houses with beautiful colors, beautiful flower shapes, fragrant breath and tenacious vitality.

the flower language of cornflower is: slender, elegant, happy when you meet, happy when you are single, regeneration, love and loyalty, and missing. Its symbol: loyalty, humility, tenderness, heaven, Christ, Prussia.

you know what? The day we met was March 5, and the birthday flower of that day was cornflower. At that time, we didn't care, just chatted faintly, then fell in love, then fell in love, and then upgraded each other to the other half.

I have been raising a cornflower, watering and fertilizing it carefully, giving it sunshine and love. Xiao Silent, I named her.

I haven't visited her in the space for some days. Today, when I opened the space, I found that she has grown a lot in silence. Several purple flowers are in full bloom on the right side of the space, and the faint fragrance seems to float around. I am a little shocked and happy, which has come quietly. You, the happiness I met.

cornflower, cornflower on March 5th. From then on, night is no longer night, day is no longer day, and every colorful moment is under the blue sky.

The flood of love gradually infiltrates the dry heart, which is brilliant, yes, even if it tears, it is slightly sweet. Cornflower, purple cornflower.

Tonight, cornflower blooms in the room, with faint fragrance lingering and ethereal; Tonight, I embrace you, and deep love flows and lingers. The waiting in the past, the loneliness in the past and the silence in the past are so lightly erased, as if they had dreamed a dream.

two lines of footprints on the long way, originally for meeting you unexpectedly at this corner. Muddy feet, tired legs, stopped at the moment when they looked at each other, and their heavy heads leaned against.