Looking back on April, it is a tree of flowers!

The small garden in the morning light, like the softness of a leaf, must be lightly trodden so as not to disturb the dream of flowers. Coffee is a necessity in my life. Let's have a cup of coffee first, then enjoy the flowers, clap our hands and write. I liked the taste of coffee as early as when the glass bottle Nestle Instant was given as a gift box, but I have been fascinated by coffee in recent years. I prefer coffee to tea, just like some people like Sichuan food and some people like Cantonese food, but their tastes and preferences are different. In this spring afternoon, flowers don't talk, just like real yoga masters, they comfortably stretch every part of the body, from calyx, petals to every stamen, and fully bloom. Stems like iron, flowers like lotus. There are legendary and epic Josephine, the fairy-tale little mermaid in the deep sea, ducklings and beer in a flowing feast, magical purple, hidden water mirror flowers, magical traces, victories and enchanting purple dreams. Their lives are short and fragile, and some of them are just beautiful moments. Time slows down when we look at a flower. Maybe it will make us old. Japanese photographer Masao Yamamoto said, "I live every day. Feel all the details and trivialities, and try to put them in the position of appreciation. Maybe this is my life aesthetics. " In fact, I like not only clematis and hydrangea, but also Xiaoling, Furong, Fan Gen, Windmill Jasmine, Xiao Ju and Chiba. They are isomorphic to form a complete small garden shape and seasonal appearance. Life is too precious. How to live like a loser. I don't want to spend all my energy looking at flowers facing the loess and facing the sky. I want to spend more time reading, writing, painting and talking with friends in the garden. Therefore, flowers that are afraid of cold and heat, flowers that need to be moved around, and flowers that are frequently drugged to kill insects can't attract me. What I appreciate about gardening is not how expensive the flowers I grow, but what kind of mood I plant and what kind of mood I get in the garden. What I appreciate about gardening is not the number of flowers, but the collocation of flowerpots and utensils, the style and color of the garden. Some people say that the essence of art is conflict. It creates problems for life, but never solves them. This is a garden story of a flower friend "Tang Tang". What's your story? It is better to contribute to huahua quickly. Huahua is looking forward to it! Yang Daquan's submission email: [emailprotected]