Like my mum, I love flowers, any flowers with a few favorites. I was blessed to have lived in US and China for about 15 years, during the stay, I got the opportunities to see different types of flowers in different seasons....
In every season, blooming flowers are stunningly beautiful but withering flowers are extremely depressive at the end of their season, it feels like:
(I welcome those who are good in Chinese-English translation to translate my sentiments for the withering flowers to English.)
《心碎花落又一朵》
春去桃花院绝迹
雨后梨花落满地
初夏牡丹瓣铺根
秋寒玫瑰飘落墙
深秋败荷满孤塘
寒秋菊黄谢满亭
雪后残梅留枯枝
初春盛开美丽的桃花 (Stunning peach blossom in early spring)
春天纯洁的梨花 (Pure & white pear blossom in spring)
春末艳丽的牡丹 (Gorgeous pink Peony in late spring)
夏天的红玫瑰 (Lovely red roses in summer)
仲夏满塘高尚的荷花 (Noble pink Lotus in mid summer)
开了满地的秋菊 (Common but beautiful yellow Chrysanthemum in autumn)
耐寒凋零的冬梅 (Cold-resistant plum blossom in late winter)
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