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花瓶中的一束红玫瑰,红得那样纯粹,于是便想摘下来,占为己有。可是我忘了玫瑰花是有刺的,她有四颗刺。心疼地看着手指上的血,以及那朵坚强的玫瑰花,我想到了《小王子》。一个永远不愿长大,也永远不会长大的小王子,他固执地爱着一朵很脆弱却很坚强的玫瑰花。她很娇媚,红得那样好看;她很骄傲,但也有些矛盾;她很真挚,却也虚伪:她用好几天的时间准备,然后在一个阳光明媚的早晨,突然掀开面纱,悄悄地绽放。虽然已经煞费苦心精心打扮了这么久,却打着哈欠。但是可爱的小王子却义无反顾地赞美她,保护她。
A bouquet of red roses in the vase was as pure as red, so she wanted to pick it up and take it for herself. But I forgot that the rose was a barbed spine. She had four spines. Feeling distressedly at the blood on the finger, and the strong rose, I thought of the “Little Prince.” A little prince who will never grow up and will never grow up. He stubbornly loves a very fragile but strong rose. She is very charming and beautiful as she is; she is very proud, but also somewhat contradictory; she is sincere, but also hypocritical: she spent several days preparing and then on a sunny morning, suddenly lifted the veil, quietly Bloom. Although it has been painstakingly dressed for so long, it yawns. But the cute little prince did not hesitate to praise her and protect her.