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Tulip's Story Prose
My lover is the best man in the world, and he knows me best.

He has been dealing with the three tulips he brought back at the end of the year. I'm really afraid of VIPs from the south of Cai Yun. Fortunately, he got it easily, and in just three days, the deformed bud was as shy and lovely as a beauty who still hid behind the guitar and didn't let us see half her face. I'll just watch. People who are worried may be like me, and I may be the least worried person in the world.

That was 1996. When I traveled to Beijing that year, I was only surprised when I first saw tulips, because I had never touched such flowers. At that time, the tulips exhibited in Zhongshan Park were all from Holland, covering almost all colors, including: two-color flowers and black flowers. Actually, I'm no stranger to The Night After, because I clearly remember Dumas' The Night After: the protagonist Baierle is a young doctor who doesn't ask politics at all. He likes to cultivate tulips and devotes himself to cultivating a noiseless queen of the night, because at that time, the government proposed that the first person to cultivate queen of the night would receive a considerable bonus. Baierle's neighbor, bocks Dale, also wants to get a bonus to nurture black tulip. He was jealous of Baylor, fearing that Baylor would beat him to train the queen of the night. He even watched Baierle's actions by hook or by crook, destroying his tulips. Later, he falsely accused Baierle of hiding letters detrimental to the Dutch Governor, which led to his innocent imprisonment and almost being guillotined. Baierle met the guard's daughter Rosa in prison, fell in love and finally got married. Their love is pure and sincere, which is in sharp contrast with the hatred and jealousy of bocks Dale and the ferocity of guarding Grievous. Baylor and Rosa have gone through a lot of hardships, and queen of the night, who was cultivated together, is a symbol of their love. At that time, the stall of the night queen was arranged at the entrance of Zhongshan Park, and the words on the nameplate explained that it would be unforgettable at first glance. More often, I like a flower, not only her external beauty, but also her flower language and her profound humanistic connotation. Flowers at this time are not the prospect of presbyopia. She pinned people's blessings on beautiful love and condemned bad conduct, which enriched the social significance of her works.

Looking back now, it's been 20 years, but the past is vivid, and tulips swaying in the wind still appear in dreams from time to time, especially in The Queen of the Night. In fact, the queen of the night is not black, but a kind of deep purple, which precipitates and makes people feel calm at a glance. Perhaps the tulip complex was strong at that time, so I couldn't bear to part with this flower, just as it was difficult for a first-love girl to give up that relationship. People say that women with lilac knots are dissatisfied wives, but I accidentally forgot all the complex. Maybe all I need in my life is love, consideration, elegance, wealth, ability and wisdom. This is also the flower language of tulips. Flowers also have language and temperature, which need to be observed slowly.

I saw tulips in the photos sent by Liu Shuo in Holland. There was a time when I needed to do a micro-course. When I thought that Liu Shuo was in Holland, I asked him to send some photos. This is an exotic picture, buildings with pointed roofs, all kinds of windmills, blue sky and clear water, and pieces of tulips. Liu Shuo is the first student in my school now. When I mentioned that student, I really felt that I couldn't finish the story of Na Yue in one month.

That year should be 200 1, the students I took, we have been in the same boat for three years. Looking back on the sufferings in those years, it can be said that both I and the students are a valuable asset. Because I have suffered, I don't feel bitter in the future, so Liu Shuo said that because I suffered a lot in junior high school, I don't think studying abroad is too hard. It is true that children who were able to bear hardships at that time are now successful in their studies. I know that there are six graduate students in that class, who have gone to work, got married, and some have given birth to babies. Sincerely bless them!

As a Chinese teacher, I always think that my career should not be aimed at students' junior high school life these three years. Chinese is the mother of all subjects, so I think Chinese learning is a lifelong active learning activity. I prefer to give students interest in learning and the quality of learning, not just Chinese grades. So, I have been exploring, I know there are many difficulties, but I think if I don't give up and keep doing it, I will get some results. "Waiting for bloom" is a state of mind, but you must pay for it yourself.

The tulip in front of me has turned into orange with Phnom Penh. When I look at her carefully, the petals have blossomed a little, and even the stamens are faintly visible. My wife smiled at the first sentence of my article.

The children asked him what he was laughing at.

"Your mother put a top hat on me!"

"Did you win the lottery? Dad! "

"I'm happier than winning1000000!"

"Oh, I see. Dad married mom, then won the prize, and then gave birth to us! " Lolo said.

"The money has a place to spend, let's spend it! This is the grand prize in my father! "

Small head melon seeds turn fast, but this muddleheaded account is so clear.

At home, we can't give you luxury cars and tall buildings. All I can do is love my father, love you and love my family. I will do my best to bring you up. Whether it is "strict" or "good", we have walked together in the wind and rain and have been together.

People say: Happiness is like a flower. Now I understand that happiness is a state of mind and a kind of cultivation, which needs to be experienced with heart. Live a plain life, with high happiness, but you need to have a level!

Maybe one day you can see my rambling story about tulips, and this story may continue. ...