Morning glory blooms slowly in the quiet and peaceful morning mist, with leaves like green clouds and flowers like jasper.
In midsummer, morning glories bloom at the right time, swaying and dancing in the morning breeze with their delicate figures, as if they are graceful and gentle women, with bright and moving clothes.
Morning glory is also known as Morning glory . It blooms in the morning and fades in the evening. It is beautiful but impermanent. Sima Guang said it: "It begins to bloom in the early morning, and the sunrise has already faded. Although the flowers are very beautiful, they cannot be appreciated." The beauty of the day is like an illusion, and the time never comes again, and the flowers are no longer sunny.
The delicate vines of morning glory are hundreds of feet tall, and the blooming viburnum lingers along the fence, like embroidered butterflies and red dragonflies flying gracefully from the sky.
The bright morning flowers are coiled on the bamboo fence, and the green leaves are shaking red flowers in the breeze and drizzle. As the sun sets, the entangled flower branches bid farewell silently in regret and miss deeply in helplessness.
The strong wind blows, and the soft leaves and branches are swaying in the wind and rain, which seems to be invincible, which makes people pity and sigh.
Human life is like a flower blooming for a season, and human life is like a flower blooming and fading. The prime year is fleeting.
Flowers blooming is a kind of waiting for the reincarnation of time, waiting for the most beautiful encounter in this season.
The withering of flowers is a speechless farewell in the world of mortals. It exhausts the prosperity of a lifetime and leaves silently.
Before you can admire the flowers, the flowers have already fallen. How can you sigh about the misery and sorrow of life! In the blink of an eye, 2022 is already halfway through, the years are passing by, and youth is quietly passing by. Time takes away the young appearance, but life grows old in loneliness.
The gentle morning glory counts every morning glow and dusk, blooms quietly against the colorful clouds on the horizon, and bids farewell silently while listening to the cries of returning birds .
Morning glories may look like weak stems and leaves, but they possess a tenacious perseverance and persistent power. Although the flowering period is short, it blooms quietly and brilliantly for a season, and it is not in vain to come to this world.
Morning face, the face that never fades in the twilight, the warmth that never loses in life.
