The white double-petaled flowers are as tall as rose branches, with hooks and thorns, and have a light and refreshing fragrance when you smell them carefully. The white flowers bloomed in full bloom among a few small green oval-shaped feathery leaves. The small body and small leaves actually gave birth to such a big flower, blooming so gorgeously... And blooming so happily, so brightly, as brightly as a carefree child who doesn't have to worry about the future.
The name of this flower is Tu Mi, which is produced in the wildest mountains of Nanjing. It is the last flower to bloom in summer. After Tu Mi, the flowering season ends, and no flowers will bloom again. When she blooms, it means the end of one and the beginning of another. Flowers have four seasons, one is budding, one is gorgeous, one is in bloom, and one is in nirvana.
The Buddha's verse says: "All conditioned dharmas are the sum of causes and conditions. They arise from time to time and cease to exist after the conditions have ceased. It is nothing more than this."
"Xi Yan, you are just like that Tu Mi." She sighed.
But oh, Qing, my Tumi is different from other people's. The love in the world is the short-lived love, but the vigorous love can never last. If people are not jealous, God will be jealous. It's just a short-lived nirvana. The more brilliant it is, the faster the nirvana is. It blows by like the wind in a blink of an eye, leaving no trace. And my tea plant is not as bright as a rose or as attractive as a poppy, but it is as pure white as snow.
That flower is called "family affection".