Autumn is crisp and the weather is good. The leaves of the boxwood tree are yellow, hanging on the tree like a yellow butterfly, constantly flapping its wings. Some playfully follow the wind and dance in the air, while others naughtily jump into the water and go farther away with the waves.

In the morning, Zhao Lan went to pick a few chrysanthemums, with green branches and leaves, inserted into Zhao Lan's self-made bamboo tube, which was high and orderly, and scattered. Zhao Lan took a step back and looked, huh! It's beautiful!

"Is anyone home?" There was an inquiry outside the door.

"Who?" Zhao Ju at the door threw away the branch, ran over to open the door and asked.

"Who are you?" Zhao Ju looked outside the door wearing green clothes,......

Chapter 73 of "Ancient Planting Flowers and Plants" Old customers buying flowers are in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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