Petal fragrance

I came to the flower market and planned to buy flowers for my lively and lovely little girl and my mother.

I looked left and right, I bought two pots of dew rose flowers, and the red flowers brought a bee and a butterfly. I hold the rose flowers and think about it: the little girl will be happy when she sees this beautiful flower! Her mother will definitely recover soon.

The next day, the little girl came to pick up the petals again. I walked over and took the rose flowers and handed it to the little girl. She said to her kindly: "Little sister, don't pick the petals, I will give you this season." Later, you will not use it to pick up the petals. I wish your mother a speedy recovery." The little girl looked up and looked at me. The tears swirled in her eyes and excitedly said to me: "Thank you, thank you. Sister, mother must be very happy. I will be fine! Thank you for your concern. My mother is hanging in the hospital. I will go with her first." The little girl smiled sweetly and walked to the hospital. "Hey! A filial child." I looked at the little girl's back and murmured.

I took another rose and came to my mother's house. The old mother was full of white hair. I thought: I must be a filial child.

I walked over to my mother and said softly, "Mom, I am coming to see you." "Hey? Who is this pot of rose flowers for?" The mother asked kindly. I held the rose in my hands and said, "Mother, this pot is given to you." The mother took over the rose, and stopped, tears could not help but flow down, she excitedly hugged me: "Daughter, how do you want to send me Tweed? I am so happy.” “It was a little girl who inspired me, her mother was sick, and she was left at home. The spirit of the little girl touched me.” The mother was very moved. I looked at the dew on the rose flower and seemed to feel that I was growing up again.

The rose flowers have become extraordinarily beautiful, and the bright smile on the mother's face is even more beautiful than the rose flowers!

Third grade: Tang Luoqi