When I came back from the mountain last night, I picked a few bundles of paper, a few clusters of autumn hawthorn and a few camellia buds.

I put them in an iron pot and hung them on the wall.

Bright red hawthorn, fresh and common fruit, lined with thick green tea branches-this is a flavor that can't be described anyway. Black iron pots are more like deep rock bones. When I just woke up from a deep sleep, there was a faint fragrance of flowers in the small room. Where did this come from? -It turns out that the camellia planted in the iron pot has four white flowers! Ah, clear autumn lives in my pot!

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Camellia [Yang Shuo]

In fact, this is not the deepest spring scenery. Look at that tree, as high as the eaves of Huating Temple. Among the glossy green leaves, there are thousands of big flowers with double petals, so red, and each flower is like a burning flame. This is the famous camellia. Without Camellia, it is not easy for you to understand the beauty of the poem "Spring is as deep as the sea".

I can't help thinking about Camellia. Camellia is very beautiful. Everything good in life is created by labor. Who watered the flowers day and night with his own sweat, raised the seedlings like his own children, and finally cultivated such beautiful flowers? We should thank those who beautify our lives.