Flower Photography Roses in February: Appreciation of Flower Photography
Tang Zhu Qingyu's poem "Rose".
The hanging strip around the frame is dense, and the floating yin enters the summer Qing.
The green hurts the hand and stabs it, and the red falls and breaks the intestines.
The pink bee whiskers are greasy, and the light condenses the butterfly wings.
The rain is also good, and the situation is sunny at the beginning of the year.
The rose flower is beautiful and holy, and it represents noble and sacred love.
This blog presents 27 colorful pictures of roses for you to enjoy in early spring and February.
In the Rosaceae family, roses and roses and moons stand together.
The rose tree is strong and blooms in early summer, with lush flowers and leaves, bright and dazzling, and a quiet aroma.
Rose: Its flower language represents love and the thought of love.
The blooming rose gives people a longing for love, but love is not just a beautiful dream, although the flower will wither, the favorite in the heart will never wither, the rose is the beginning of love, the oath of love.
There is no other flower that is as well-known and loved as the rose.
Roses come in a wide variety of colors, from white to different shades of yellow, pink, to deep crimson or purple sauce, and have been bred into many beautiful varieties of mixed colors.
Roses range in size from 1.25 cm (0.5 in) in diameter to 17.5 cm (7 in) in diameter.
The fragrance of roses is very good, and its fragrance varies depending on the variety and climatic conditions.
[A fairy tale about roses]
In the prince's garden, each flower is cultivated with heart, and each flower belongs to a different person.
Little Rose was born here. From the time she was a little bud, he was the one who took care of her. Under his meticulous care, she cautiously poked her head out of the green room, looking at the world and him with delight. He looked at her with a veined smile. The moment she stared at him, from the look in his eyes, she understood that her whole life belonged to him.
Little Rose grows day by day, and every day, she appears in front of him in her most beautiful form. And he always smiled, watered her, dressed her, and sheltered her from the wind and rain.
The flowers in the garden are in full bloom, for their owners, for the heart that loves them.
One night, Little Rose was surprised to find that there was a beautiful rose bud beside her. The unborn rose is so outstanding, so varied—she is the flower that belongs to the prince, a one-of-a-kind rose.
The prince's affection knocked open the bud of the little rose. She bloomed her beauty petal by petal, and the tired stamens kneaded the silky petals; She smiled slightly, so calmly, so elegant; Her fragrance spreads in the wind, and her petals ripple with happiness.
Little Rose was impressed the moment she saw her—what a beautiful flower! Little Rose also looked sweetly at her new neighbor. The two flowers soon became good friends who talked about everything.
When the prince came to the garden again, he was at once struck by the beauty of the roses in the morning light. But he knew that each flower belonged to a different person, he didn't belong to her, he only owned the little rose.
Rose still waited for him brightly, and he cared for her and loved her as always. Only occasionally he would gaze at the roses beside Little Rose for a long time, he would gently sweep away the weeds around her, he would be melancholy for her sighs, he would smile at her countenance.
Because of this, he did not notice that his rose was weakening day by day.
The rose is a sentimental flower, she loves him, and she watches his every move. Sensitive, she soon discovers his affection for roses. Needless to say, she quickly weakened. But what else can the kind Rose do besides grooming herself more carefully every day before he arrives to prevent him from discovering his weakness? Gradually, Rose couldn't sleep.
At night, she was always silently looking at the innocent and pure roses, crying alone in the night wind.
There is nothing wrong with the rose, she blooms for the prince; There is nothing wrong with the rose, she blooms for him; The prince was not wrong, he still took care of her wholeheartedly, only occasionally looking at the figure of the rose. But perhaps he didn't understand how sensitive and fragile Rose was. Only all his love can sustain her life.
Elaborate grooming could no longer hide the exhaustion of her life. That day, after watching him leave with affection, she turned around, looked at the blooming rose, and said faintly, "Rose, I'm leaving." He was very good to me, always so attentive; He thinks that he loves me and has me, but what he loves in his consciousness is you, and only I can see it...... Without all his love, I wouldn't be alive today. I only hope that he can be happy without me. Rose, bloom your beauty well, for the sake of the prince and for me, okay? ”
Rose cried, "But, but he is yours, you are his, isn't that enough?" He loves you......" Rose didn't finish because she saw the rose fall with a shallow smile and a hint of melancholy on her face.
When the prince came to the garden the next day, all he saw were fallen roses and roses with tears in their eyes. Slowly, he said to her, "My Rose, why are you so stupid, I am yours, you are mine, you should understand, you should know......"
As a result, Rose has her flower language - the thought of love.
The various colors of roses represent different meanings.
The red rose represents love; The pink rose represents the vow of love; The white rose represents pure love; The yellow rose represents the eternal smile; The crimson rose represents that it only wants to be with you; The pink rose represents that I want to live with you for the rest of my life; The Christmas rose represents the remembrance of love; The briar represents romantic love; The black rose represents desperate love; The blue rose represents the impossible, dreamy, beautiful, etc.
The famous Irish poet James Stephens wrote a poem about roses. I like these sentences the most
Like a dream
In a sleep
Is the rose
In the wind;
Sleeping Dreams,
Flower in the Wind,
The rose is upside down,
Sleep life.
(for Cecilia's 22nd birthday)
Source: Summer Fairy Tale blog
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