Novel & Cerita Bunga Teratai Putih Salju

There were red, crimson, pink, white and orange. While looking around, Kylie briefly explained the flowers Celine pointed out. "The most fragrant rose is this one, the Princess Rose," she said, touching a dark red rose. "Hey, there are names, anyway?" Celine asked, surprised. "There are many, this white one is called Great White Rose, and the pink one is called Pertiwi Rose." "The red one is also a different name?" Celine approached a pot whose roses were about to bloom. She had never seen orange-coloured ones like that before. She thought it wasn't even a rose.

No matter what, I will never let her go. Never. Delia stood with the attention of everyone, her hands slightly open, resembling a white oak tree with branches stretching out, elegant and beautiful. Two golden lilies on her shoulders began to wither slowly, their deep golden petals shimmering faintly. The moment the petals touched the ground, a slow white mist began to emanate from her body. Her skirt moved without wind, resembling a swaying white sail in the breeze. Her translucent, glass-like eyes closed, and her rosy lips murmured the word "Pearl," the name she gave her white wolf.

It was deep into the night, with the snowfall persisting. The accumulating snow on the pathways deepened, sometimes revealing faint tire impressions from those returning home. The delicate snowflakes fell in no particular direction, scattered and gentle, looking the same wherever they landed—pure and pristine white.

But I am shock when he pulled a small white flower beside him. “It’s a winter pansies. I can’t buy a bouquet of roses for you because it’s winter and there is no such flower this season so I decide to pick you a special flower for the both of us” He explained while looking at me in the eye. “Oh no, it’s pretty thank you so much” I only said. It’s heart-warming because he still put an effort to find this flower for me. “You know there is a special meaning of that flower. That flower only blooms during winter and it means love and someone I know said that it is a perfect gift for a partner during winter so, please accepts it.

before Ren could say something else Yamaga just walked away as fast as he could, Making Ren sign in response watching the figure walking away from him. *Tick tock* *Tick tock* *Tick tock* The world filled with colour early morning sun barely visible due to the Fogg around. The mixture of yellow, orange, red, purple. Violet and a little shade of blue in the clear sky with no clouds. The cherry blossom trees let their little pink colour petals fall on the ground one after the other. The dark green grass with the morning dewdrops upon it. *Tick tock* *Tick tock* *Tick tock*

The only one to blame for being in that situation was Artemisia, the creature being there or not was just a curious part of the consequence. “You've heard his whole story, haven't you?” a creature asked as they stopped in front of a flower bed full of tulips. "Yes." The young woman smiled, looking closely at the small flowers that grew amidst the blanket of snow. She had heard of these things before, flowers that bloomed during the winter, growing through the snow and into the dim sunlight. Artemisia didn't know how to explain it very well, but that vision made her miss Francesca's mansion. “You gonna tell me what? I already know about my humiliating death and how I have humiliated myself ev

“These are…” “White Promise flowers. Very rare, and apparently very expensive to even cultivate. I’ve never seen one in white before, but when I asked Alicia about what it meant she told me that it is….” “To ward off evil and foul spirits,” Zane completed for me, eyes turning cold.

Three Months Later My stomach was twisted with nerves and excitement as I stood beneath the magically crafted arch of waterlilies and cherry blossoms Tyra herself had created. Atlas was at my side, his arm looped through mine as I leaned against him for support. We were initially skeptical about the pure white flowers, but the delicate aroma they emitted was well worth it. Clusters of tulips, orchids, and peonies were strewn throughout the courtyard, which had been completely remodeled for the grand ball I had been planning for months now.

Terrence asked. “I don’t know. Plan something so that I can refuse or agree to it.” I snorted. “This Irian’s Jasmine flower has a beautiful color like a rose. Do you agree?” Terrence asked. After a while, I nodded and was silent for a while. I quickly went to retrieve the grain from Terrence’s hand. I looked closely at it and said that we could do it tomorrow morning. Terrence smiled quickly.

In a place full of snow two slender women can be seen, facing their graceful back in front of him, the one on the right wears a long ancient pink robe the other in white of the same style. They are surrounded by scattered beautiful pinkish and light red petals that is swaying lightly in the wind, complimenting the whiteness and pureness of the falling snows flakes . The scene is not just beautiful... It is... Breathtaking. "Feng Lien... Feng Lian." He unconsciously whispered the name of the two.