Dust-free photography appreciation

Americans and China people share a lotus seed, which is dust-free. July.

Cicadas are singing, the weather is getting hotter, and lotus flowers are blooming everywhere, which is beautiful.

Every month, there are flowers.

July belongs to the lotus.

Those unopened lotus buds are like shy girls with cardamom tips in bud.

Half-opened lotus is like a beautiful wind and flower.

A lotus seed keeps the dust away.

The blooming lotus is fascinating, huge and beautiful.

The warm, flying and rising sun, they and Ran Ran are all exposed.

That kind of beauty, radiant, like a woman in red.

A dance, then, the whole city, is flying proudly, never fading youth, forever, amazing outside of time.

Among the lotus flowers, I like pink lotus flowers and yellow lotus flowers best.

Pink lotus, like a very delicate girl, smiles, like spring breeze, and also illuminates endless nights. Flowers bloom, and that one is trembling and flying to your heart.

From now on, you will never forget her smile and her beauty.

Pink lotus, like the beauty in the Book of Songs, has an innate natural beauty, clear water hibiscus. When you see her, you will forget the time.

Yellow lotus, although not as charming as pink lotus, is more fresh and moving than before.

On a hazy morning, the yellow lotus rose in Ran Ran, swaying in the wind with dew, comfortable, carefree, dancing, smiling and understanding the shadow.

I always thought Huang Lian was like a childhood sweetheart. It's rare, but once it appears, you can't take your eyes off it. It's beautiful and fragrant. It's all over the garden.

As a girl, Lotus has a delicate mind and elegant manners.

Shh, stay away. Don't say anything

Lotus's heart, just like those years when childhood was still fragrant, two little people were playing and fighting. Although they are as short as fireworks, they are always gorgeous and shining, and their youth is eternal.

It always rains in summer.

The rain has come, and the lotus has some poetry.

Rain, dripping on the lotus, is full of poetry.

? Tick-tock? , one after another, lingering, like a dream in March in Jiangnan. I just don't know when to wake up and remember the stars last night.

Really? Lotus? These two words read very well.

In this fragrance, there is a taste of seclusion, like a beautiful woman living in a valley, indifferent to her own heart in her own world, forgetting her machine.

This fragrance is ethereal, just like the mist that permeates the air all year round in Zhong Nanshan. It seems vast, but in fact it has unspeakable Zen.

When the lotus blooms, the flower watchers get drunk before they come near.

The beauty of lotus lies in its elegant brilliance and transcendental elegance. Is the Iraqi people in the Book of Songs, always on the water side.

Whenever you are frustrated or proud, there must be a lotus in your heart.

This lotus flower can withstand wind and rain and wither.

Because at the end of life, it is a big dream, empty, and in reincarnation, heaven and earth are one.

A lotus seed, like the wind like the moon, is dust-free and comfortable.

No matter how ups and downs of life, the lotus in this heart will never fade, allowing clouds to flow in the sky, come and go, gather and leave.

In the endless summer, the water surface is clear and round, the wind blows the lotus flowers all over, flying like a dream, the smoke dissipates, turns around, flicks a finger, and instantly, the dust fills the air.

If the glass is clean in this life, there will be no one in the empty mountains, and flowers will bloom and water will flow.