A romantic copy about the pair of roses. In the flower shop under the curtain, the rose tells the story of the wilderness to Feng Yan.

Hide the roses in midsummer and the begonias in late autumn.

The rose may wither, but the romance will not.

The wind is very gentle, the flowers are very romantic, you are very special, I like you very much.

We came from afar to see a rose.

In the days to come, in addition to the fragrance of roses, there is also the moonlight.

In your dream, there is the sea, the sunset, the cicadas in midsummer, and the roses that never fade.

There may be more than five thousand kinds of flowers in the world, but you are my unique rose.

Romantics are roses that welcome the sun in the dark.

I only have a rose in my pocket, and I am not afraid of the high mountains and long roads.

Love is when the sea water and the rocks collide, and April roses bloom in summer.

In the flower shop under the curtain, Rose tells the story of the wilderness to Feng Yan.

I have smelled tulips and admired the cherry blossoms in the sky, but what I love most is the fragrance of roses.

The rose holds the bonfire and recalls the sunset of its youthful love.

Hide the rose behind me and look forward to going on an appointment with you.

The heart of a lover is sixteen thousand acres of roses that turn the world upside down.

The midsummer belonging to roses is always blazing and will never be absent.