This is a rose story:
One day, the prince picked up a beautiful wild rose on the roadside, so he took her back to the greenhouse. With the prince's care, the wild roses bloomed even more beautifully.
Later, Wild Rose discovered that after the prince came to see him every day, he would turn to another corner of the greenhouse and linger for a long time, where there was a beautiful rose bud. The prince's deep affection opened the buds of the little rose. She bloomed her beauty petal by petal, and her tired stamens rubbed the silky petals; she smiled slightly, so calmly, so elegantly; her fragrance spread in the wind, and her petals lightly rippled with happiness.
Qiangwei was still waiting for the prince brilliantly, and he cared about her and loved her as always. Only occasionally he would stare at the rose for a long time, he would gently brush away the weeds around her, he would be melancholy for her sighs, and he would smile for her face. Because of this, he didn't notice that his Qiangwei was getting weaker day by day. Rose is a sentimental flower. She loves him and pays attention to his every move. Sensitive, she quickly discovered his feelings for roses. Silently, she quickly became weak, but whenever the prince came to see her, she tried her best to show him her beauty. Gradually, Qiangwei could not sleep peacefully. At night, she was weak and looked at the innocent and pure rose silently, crying alone in the night wind.
The next day, the prince came to the greenhouse again, but he could no longer find the beautiful roses, only the remains left on the soil.
The prince slowly picked it up and said to her: "My Qiangwei, why are you so stupid? I am yours and you are mine. You should understand and know..."
Do you know? The flower language of roses is - longing for love.
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