One day, my mother went to the market and bought three kinds of flowers: ginger, Lily and lavender, all of which are fragrant.
As soon as I got home, a breeze came to me with the smell of flowers. Wouldn't it be that mom sprayed perfume? In my memory, my mother seldom wears perfume. Unless it is a formal occasion, I can not help crying out, "Mom!" After a few seconds, no one answered me. I went to my room, just entered the room, I was surprised, only to see a delicate vase and a pile of very fragrant flowers on my desk, what beautiful flowers! They lie in the arms of Sister Feng and listen to the story told by her soft voice, just like little flower fairies. The air is fragrant.
Ah! Beautiful flowers! You so fragrant, you so great, brought us a fragrant world!