The flower language of white roses: pure love, innocence, purity, respect and nobility. I am good enough for you. You are the only one who matches me.
He is just like this white rose, noble, proud, strong...
To her, he was like the flower language of twelve blue enchantresses + baby's breath: Oh, my rose lover, I want to tease you, seduce you, pamper you, and pamper you! I want you to be my blue elf, raise your proud lips to the whole world, and soar in the sky of love.
White camellia flower language: How can you despise my love because of its innocence.
She despises love and does not think that love is everything. In her eyes, love and love are just funny. She laughs at other people's infatuation, but she did not expect that in the end, a sentence came out of her mouth: How can you despise my love. Tears sarcastically...
The flower language of blue roses: perseverance, perseverance, preciousness: gentleness and sincerity, personality and creativity. Something that cannot be obtained. Staying together is a kind of promise. How can we have a gentle love in the reincarnation of the world?
He was an orphan since he was a child, but he lived a cheerful and optimistic life. He was handsome and cheerful, but he only fell in love with her and did not get her love. He just wanted to pray for a promise in the next life, and he would wait for you like this...
The flower language of red roses: Passionately in love, deeply in love with you, in love, sincerely.
She, a socialite lady, has a sincere attitude towards her career. For love, she loves crazily and deeply. Her love can even hurt herself. She never regrets her love...
They all wander in love, meet in search of love, get hurt in love, stay together in love...
This is a story about two people, one who understands love and one who does not understand love.