The lilies are bathed in the sunshine and swaying in the wind. The delicate petals and graceful shape are like graceful fairies dancing gracefully, noble, elegant and graceful. Perfume lily is indeed the queen of lilies. There are no spots on the white petals, while those budding flower bones shyly lower their heads, like a shy girl, hiding her face and smiling...
I am reminded of a legend about lilies: In a remote grand canyon, a lily seed fell among the weeds and took root and sprouted there, but the weeds thought it was the same kind, so When it grows buds, the weeds laugh at it, and the lily endures silently, because it believes that one day it will bloom a beautiful flower. Finally it ushered in the most important moment in its life: it stood in the canyon and in the grass in the wind, proving its value and significance. The weeds all thought that the dew on the lily petals was water mist. Only the lily knew that it was its tears of joy, so people called it Lily Valley.
