every flower is sitting quietly and dignified on the stem, just like a girl sitting when she is not engaged. But there are so many of them that it is not easy to choose. The butterfly didn't want to cause trouble, so it flew to the daisy. The French call this small flower "Margarita" (note: the original text is "Margreth", and this word means "daisy"; Many women in Europe and America use this word as their names. ）。 They know that she can make predictions. She did this: lovers picked her petals together, and each time they picked them together, they asked a question about their lovers: "Are you enthusiastic? -Is it painful? -love me very much? Just a little? -Don't love at all? " And things like that. Everyone can ask in their own language. The butterfly also came to ask; But instead of picking the petals, he kissed each one. Because he thinks that only kindness can get the best answer.
"Dear' Margarita' Daisy!" He said, "You are the cleverest woman of all flowers. You will make a prediction! I beg you to tell me, should I marry this one or that one? Which one will I get? If I knew, I could fly directly to her and propose to her. "
But "Margarita" didn't answer him. She is very angry because she is just a girl, but he has called her a "woman"; There is a difference. He asked the second time, the third time. When he couldn't get a word answer from her, he was no longer willing to ask. He flew away and immediately began his proposal.
It's early spring, and crocuses and snowflowers are in full bloom.
"They are very beautiful," said the butterfly. "They are just a group of lovely little girls in seed of love, but they are too ignorant." Like all young boys, he is looking for older women.
So he flew to Qiupeony. According to his appetite, these girls are a little bitter. Violets are a little too enthusiastic; Tulips are too gorgeous; Daffodils are too civilian; Bodhi trees have too small flowers, and besides, they have too many relatives. Apple trees look like roses, but they bloom today and will wither tomorrow-as long as the wind blows, they will fall. He doesn't think marrying them will last long. The pea flower is the most lovable: it is red and white, elegant and tender. She is a woman with strong family values. She is beautiful in appearance and capable in the kitchen. When he was about to propose to her, he saw a pod near the flower-a withered flower hung on the tip of the pod.
"who is this?" He asked.
"This is my sister," said Pea Flower.
"Be good! Then you will be like her in the future.