The purple petals, fallen in the pool, Made the black water with their beauty gay; Here might the red-bird come his plumes to cool, And court the flower that cheapens his array.
The sleeve of her green coat brushed his and he smelled her perfume, something delicate and yet pervasive, something like the dense pale petals of lilacs outside the window of the student rooms he'd once occupied in Pittsburgh.
Unicycle, unicycle, ,, beautiful and kind, , like the petals on a flower , wheeling through my mind.
A SPRING VIEW Du Fu Though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure; And spring comes green again to trees and grasses Where petals have been shed like tears And lonely birds have sung their grief.
But I find only petals falling down, I hear only linnets answering.
FALLING PETALS Li Shangyin Gone is the guest from the Chamber of Rank, And petals, confused in my little garden, Zigzagging down my crooked path, Escort like dancers the setting sun.
A POEM Liu Shenxu On a road outreaching the white clouds, By a spring outrunning the bluest river, Petals come drifting on the wind And the brook is sweet with them all the way.
The wind of dawn just stirs when his nine soft lights go out, Those nine soft lights like petals in a flying chain of flowers.
During the two World Wars, lavender oil extracted from the flower petals was used on the battlefield to protect wounds from infection and as a pain relievert.
Zahara, 9, and Vivienne, 6, threw flower petals while Shiloh, 8, and Knox, 6, served as ring bearers.
A SONG OF WHITE SNOW IN FAREWELL TO FIELD-CLERK WU GOING HOME Cen Can The north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them; And the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky Is like a spring gale, come up in the night, Blowing open the petals of ten thousand peartrees.
Unicycle, unicycle, ,, beautiful and kind, , like the petals on a flower , wheeling through my mind.
Plants deserve respect, a group of Swiss experts said Monday, arguing that killing them arbitrarily was morally wrong -- except when it comes to saving humans or maybe picking the petals off a daisy.
By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
I wondered why I had no idea of some unyielding life sprouting over the fallen petals when I was grieving for the hibiscus.
I want to unfurl my tender buds like banners to announce the arrival of spring… I want to feel the warmth of the sun on my face and the blessing of the morning dew on my petals!
In fact, it is said that the floors of Cleopatra1's palace were carpeted with delicate rose petals, and that the wise and knowing Confucius had a 600-book library specifically on how to care for roses.
We know the process takes between 12 and 24 hours, but not how the different petals turn out different colors.
By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower.
They had flat petals and were incredibly full of smiling beauty.
