MySheen

There are four seasons in life, there are flowers in blossoms, and their light posture falls with a charming and fragrant heart.

Published: 2024-11-05 Author: mysheen
Last Updated: 2024/11/05, Sometimes, in the face of the smile of a flower, in a trance, as if in the distant streamer, encounter a repetitive self. There are twelve months in a year, and a kind of flower represents a lunar month. Which flower god do you have the most affinity with? The god of flowers in January.

Sometimes, in the face of the smile of a flower, in a trance, as if in the distant streamer, encounter a repetitive self.

There are twelve months in a year, and a kind of flower represents a lunar month. Which flower god do you have the most affinity with?

January Flower God

[orchids]

At the beginning of the cold valley, the snow disappeared half the forest, and the purple flowers shook the overcast of the day.

Who has seen the incense blowing place, the heart of Chu guests in the spring breeze through the ages.

Flower words: beautiful, noble and virtuous.

People born in January, fresh and elegant, give people a sense of comfort and quiet, gentle and elegant by nature, but they are persistent and have their own ideas, and do not bow down for everything.

February Flower God

[apricot blossoms]

Yipi spring water surrounds the flower body, and the flower shadow enchanting each occupies spring.

Even if it is blown into snow by the spring breeze, it is better than the south to grind it into dust.

Flower language: strong, elegant, loyal.

People born in February have noble qualities, are good at dealing with the world, are smart and lovable. Such as apricot blossoms, the cold winter moon is not afraid of ice and snow, smiling in the field with tenacious spirit.

March Flower God

[peach blossom]

Writing in a Village South of the Capital In this house on this day last year, a pink face vied In beauty with the pink peach blossoms side by side.

I do not know today where the pink face has gone; In vernal breeze till smile pink peach blossoms full-blown.

Flower words: love, luck, beauty.

People born in March are dexterous and gentle, giving people a sense of meekness and beauty, kind-hearted, docile, emotional and lively.

April Flower God

[peony]

The green is idle and quiet, and the red clothes are shallow and deep.

If you feel sad and want to be broken, you don't know the heart of spring.

Flower language: perfect, affectionate, rich.

People born in April are as competitive as peonies, warm and generous, aggressive and enterprising, decent, generous and elegant, rich in degree, and can win the awe of their friends.

Mayflower God

[pomegranate flower]

The pomegranate branch is graceful and the pomegranate film is light and fresh.

Enviable Yaochi blue peach tree, blue peach red cheeks for a thousand years.

Flower words: mature beauty, wealth, full of children and grandchildren.

People born in May are affectionate and excited, have clear eyes and are good at probing other people's hearts, but they are acute and paranoid and have no stable opinions.

June Flower God

[Lotus]

The green pond shakes the fish to connect Xingjin, and rolls the orchid into the white pewter.

Should be Luo Shenbo socks, so far the lotus stamens have fragrant dust.

Flower language: loyalty, arrogance, freedom.

People born in June are unrestrained, open and aboveboard, good at maintaining youthful vitality, enthusiastic about their cause, never hypocritical, and moderate in dealing with others.

The god of flowers in July

[hairpin flower]

The intonation of the song is long, and the hairpin flowers fall on the wild pond incense.

Don't fold the autumn lotus and leave it with the swimming fish to cover the sunset.

Flower language: free from vulgarity, pure and clean.

People born in July are upright, articulate, naive, romantic, dreamy, ambitious, ideal, thoughtful and reasonable.

The god of flowers in August

[Osmanthus fragrans]

The Dale of Singing Birds Sweet laurel blooms fall unenjoyed; Vague hills dissolve into night void.

The moonrise startles birds to sing; Their twitter fills the dale with spring.

Flower words: auspicious, friendly, straight and unyielding.

People born in August treat people warmly and generously and act quickly. He is as pure as the moon, loyal to others, brave in righteousness, likes to travel and loves freedom.

The god of flowers in September

[chrysanthemum]

Chrysanthemums Around the cottage like Tao's autumn flowers grow; Along the hedge I stroll until the sun slants low.

Not that I favor partially the chrysanthemum, But it is the last flower after which none will bloom.

Flower language: pure, noble, true feelings, longevity.

People born in September are bold and bold, bold and independent, simple and generous, have command ability, have a sense of justice, daring, self-hardworking and charismatic.

October Flower God

[hibiscus]

The breeze shakes the purple leaves and gently dews the red room.

Zhongchi is green, waiting for me to glow red.

Flower words: beautiful and refined, noble and pure.

People born in October are smart, skillful, resourceful, warm and considerate, harmonious and close to others, win everyone's respect and love, and love literature and art.

November Flower God

[Camellia]

The green calyx wrapped in wax baked every day and released a thousand branches of crane top red.

Wait until the snow is clear and the spring is clear, and the green clouds surround the brocade screen.

Flower words: ideal love, modesty.

People born in November, quietly in full bloom, at peace with the world, fine and beautiful, like an elegant camellia, proudly open in the cold autumn, making people feel warm and full of vitality.

December Flower God

[preserved plum]

The purple smoke breaks the calyx to decorate the beehive, and the Wei Lu is fragrant.

Send it to Chi Cheng Yin Tai Shou, to know and gas into the scenery.

Flower language: strong, proud and elegant.

People born in December have tenacious perseverance and rich imagination, warm and generous to others, willing to help others, like heroic all their lives, and have the spirit of studying hard.

Every flower is a fresh life, blooming quietly and revealing its fragrance. I wish we could bloom like flowers for the rest of our lives and live happily every day.

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