Flower Story

In the morning you look fresh
Green leaves are defined by clear morning dew
Your petals are closed like you want to touch the sun
The handle is stretched to the overlay
During the day you look strong
Standing stands emit an unmistakable color
As the flower grows in the spring
Being at the top of the holy nation
It's nice to find it hard to find In the afternoon you seem to be crouching happily
Looking at the inclined sun that will be picked up at dusk
Until you defeat the tower height of China
Glad to have summarized the flower story
Until engraved letters on a sheet of paper in ink