Everyone has a flower that they love. But I love and love roses very much. Rose is the queen of flowers. Roses have many types: blue roses, cinnamon roses, yellow roses, white roses, peach roses, etc. Roses are brilliant, beautiful and fragrant. You can put a rose stem in a jar. Can be plugged into a bowl, just a rosette of velvet. A white rose can be placed on an antique plate, solemnly placed in the middle of the table. Thin, loving rose petals, bright yellow stamens, fragrant rose scent. With roses, the room is polite, more formal.

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Ai cũng có một loài hoa mà mình yêu thích .Nhưng em rất yêu quý, rất thích hoa hồng. Hoa hồng là nữ hoàng của các loài hoa. Hoa hồng có nhiều loại: hồng lam, hồng quế, hồng vàng, hồng bạch, hồng đào,… Hoa hồng rực rỡ, kiêu sa, thơm ngát. Có thể cắm cành hồng vào lọ. Có thể cắm vào bát, chỉ một cành hồng nhung thôi. Có thể đặt một bông hồng bạch lên đĩa cổ, đặt trang trọng giữa bàn. Cánh hồng mỏng, đằm thắm, nhị hồng vàng tươi, hương hồng thơm ngát. Có hoa hồng, căn phòng lịch sự hẳn ra, trang trọng hẳn lên. 
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I have a very strange hobby that is loving flowers. Any flower I like very much and the scent and beauty of those flowers in their childhood when they were in elementary school, It is the happiest time of every human being. When remembering the In that memory, I show the image of friends, teachers, and school earnestly with the tree that I love and respect the most, the tree that I have struggled with for days take each person's school book, the plant one writer called it with a The dear name of the tree is "student flower". From a distance, the phoenix tree radiates luxuriant green foliage like a tree big umbrella to cover rain and sun. Every time I come home from school, I stand on that umbrella waiting for my parents to take me home. The tree stands about five or six meters high, it spreads out high arches of leaves than the roof of the school makes people think of the image of an outstretched mother hen wings to embrace the chicks. The closer I get, the more I enjoy the air fresh, the smooth green of green trees. Below, birds are free to do nests, they pass from branch to branch to look funny. Under the shadow The coolness of the tree is also our rendezvous on sunny afternoons. At recess, I sit under the phoenix corner, reviewing lessons or telling stories phoenix hears about happy or sad stories. I don't understand why, in At these times, I feel like the voice of the phoenix whispering in my ear to comfort or happy with me. When the phoenix flower buds are about to bloom, it is also the time to signal us the upcoming exam season come. The phoenix tree seems to be happy to see its students study hard but it also can't hide the feeling of having to part with us. three day…Two days… One day… Alright now is our last day class. Flowers keep blooming, keep falling, falling on hair, falling on each person's shoulder like sending a memory especially for each student. The school gate is closed, phoenix has never been as beautiful as it is now. Beautiful phoenix but no one looks at it. Only it remains in the shadow of each the student. Farewell to the phoenix tree, goodbye to the happy and sad memories under the phoenix corner. Wherever I go, wherever I am, I will always remember this school, where a friend came in same dear