Early in the morning, I got up and opened the balcony door, and smelled a burst of freshness. I stepped forward quickly.
The lilies have bloomed. The dark green leaves look like fans, and lilies emerge between these fans. The petals of the lily are purple inside and white outside, and there are many small spots! The yellow stamens in the middle of the petals are very beautiful. The pollen fell off as soon as I touched it, making my hands yellow.
A pot of lilies, one after another. Look at this one, its beautiful; look at that one, its also beautiful. If the pot of lilies in front of you is regarded as a painting, then the painters ability is really amazing.
I suddenly felt like I was a lily, standing on the balcony wearing purple clothes. When the sun shines over, I smile. Not only me, but all the lilies in the pot also smiled. The sun was gone, I stopped smiling and stood there quietly. The birds flew over and told me the joy of flying in the blue sky. The lily smiled at me next to me and told me the happiness now...
After a while, I realized that I was not a lily, I was looking at a lily!
