Let me shine, set the world on fire is the early stage of reform and opening up. People take me to the market trading, possibly due to scarce or because Lizhi, has just appeared, got the crowd's pursuit, the value is also climbing, between the years from dozens of soaring above the million. House raising orchids, Tan Lan for all, the entire city, is filled with my breath Sunday open-air market rub shoulders at heel, it is my world. Unfortunately, the good times do not last long, crazy clivia people's daily commentary, completely turn me into an abyss, let me return to nature, so that people return to rational, put an end to a clump of dark-coloured flowers, short history of people in ten households.
Even though I went back to the original point again, but know more friends, there are quite a lot of people still love me, nurture me, developing. From the original single variety, developed to a dozen, from food in the past the window maintains, the MU bases of culture up to now, from a city in the past, to the North and now almost all seeing I appeared. Clivia mentioned, if you think about the Conservancy, I almost became the city's business card. Municipal Government is respecting public opinion make me a flower, from the history and culture to industry development, put me onto a new height.
Although roots settled in less than a century in China, however, I have experienced a dramatic social changes in the history of China, has gone through UPS and downs of downs. Recall the past, to forget, I do not want too much blessing your day, only wished to live a simple, natural, ordinary life. I'm not talking about poetry with orchids, singing, Fu, because I don't have her thousand years of history and profound cultural connotation, nor with a gorgeous peonies, because I don't have her unparalleled very beautiful, the most annoying things was passed to me as a tool for shaking the money. Famous flower reassures, I called Cymbidium orchid is not only a strain of pleasing, people feast for the eyes of ordinary flowers, has no intention of spring, much less played Qunfang jealous.
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