Collection of Stories About Wrong Flowers

Women in the world are like flowers. They may be like roses, delicate and beautiful yet without losing their sharp thorns. Or like acacia, weak but not afraid of wind and rain. There are even more, such as camellia, which only blooms in the wilderness in the middle of winter. At the moment closest to spring when the flowers bloom, they decisively cut off their heads and wither, leaving no trace of decay. They are cowardly, they are gentle. They are fearless, they laugh and cry. They are the most beautiful colors in the world.