What do we casually chatting while enjoy flower.

After meeting our chatterboxes opens. We revolve around the youth, love, and campus, friendship talk endlessly. The morning she invited me to appreciate her rose garden, I also agree. What do we casually chatting while enjoy flower. When it comes to marriage, I ask her: “you are so a person to see how people love beauty married such an ugly man?"
Classmates laughed and said: “regardless of that, in the afternoon I need a the most beautiful rose, will you take off a come over to my rose garden, please?"
Into the rose garden, a floral notes. In her rose garden flower makes me overwhelmed. Red, black, yellow, white, pink, pale green, orange, purple, blue, orange, and some I said not to come out of color. Even local rare Louis xiv, coffee, peach, the izu dancer and other varieties of roses is impressively open here. Think of classmate asks me some puzzled, what are the most favorite flower?
I went in to pick a red rose, it make me touched a warm and fragrant. When I saw the black roses found that black is eternal, so I lost a hand picked red roses to a black rose. In the rose garden at the gate of the classmate told me, in the rose garden, you can choose at will, but only one principle, can only go forward can’t go back and pick up lost a rose. I thought in the world of this outstanding displays the devil will unfortunately discarded a flower. Choose to choose to I discovered in numerous rose choose the best not easy at all. Now I was in his hand a “the izu dancer". The rose made in Japan, precious and clinking, here’s my hand this is the most brilliant a rose garden.
I turned to go out, she found in the rose garden of the northwest and a buckle with plastic tent). I think, students should most precious flowers there. So I threw his hand in the “the izu dancer", headed for the plastic casing. In just know there are not delicate and charming rose, and many are already dead, no dead who are dying. I sigh and get ready to go pick up “the izu dancer" just throw it away. Then think of my classmates have just said, she doesn’t allow me to turn back.
I walked out of the rose garden listlessly, hand is a small and ugly red roses. I dare say that this must be the most ugly flower in the rose garden. Looked at my friend smiled, she said: “my dear, my garden of roses is this flower is the best?"
In the face of the classmate’s question I was speechless.
Friend said: “now let me answer your question: just now when I was a young beautiful girl beside the pursuers. I stray in their tender. Always want to choose a I most satisfied. But years passed in a twinkling of an eye, I just found out that they have good side, at the same time, they all have their own shortcomings. I began to fret, began to hate to love, hate in the trouble. Until one day when I went to buy flowers met my husband now. Although he is not handsome, but is sincere. I bet he run rose garden is one of the best in this city. I think that he can be so gentle to each flower, that must be good for me." And she smiled, “after three months of the love we get married, now we happy happy life, the most important thing is, he always has the scent of roses, like his gentle."