Magenta

My mother raised a pot of red wine. Its leaves are long, like the leaves of corn. The stems of magenta are large and round like vines. Mother often waters, fertilizes, and loosens the soil, which is green and tall for magenta.

One day, I went to the balcony and looked at the magenta. I found three flower bones on the magenta. I curiously asked my mother: "Mom, why did the magenta grow three flower bones?" Mom went to the balcony and went to see if the magenta had three flower bones. When my mother saw it, she found that she really had three flower bones. I asked my mother: "Why does it grow three instead of two flowers?" Mom said: "This should be three people in our family, so I have to open three flowers for magenta!" I was very satisfied. There is actually a flower of mine. The magenta finally blossomed, and the petals that it opened were hexagonal, with seven stamens inside and yellow pollen on the flower. The whole is like a horn. I thought of the name of magenta again. I gave it a name called "horn to magenta". I think, "trumpet to magenta" will be very grateful to me. This is one of my happiest things. Mom said: "You are a child with a brain." My heart is very happy.