I'm dying

in the village of manhua in the town of caozhou police, zhao han and zhao han zhu grew flowers for generations and learned to grow flowers.

in particular, no family caught up with his family, no family caught up with his upbringing, and the old man's eyes saw the age of his manicure.

he's only 18 years old, he's born with a good sense and a good mind and a good heart.

the father and the daughter love each other as much as they love each other and depend on a few acres of gardens, but they can barely live.

one spring, the old man sold flowers and saw a traditional painting in a large house, called the phoenix act police, in front of some of the country's inkmen.

some say, “this painting is so new, it's so real, it's so beautiful, it's so beautiful, it's so beautiful, it's so beautiful, it's so beautiful, it's so beautiful, it's so beautiful, it's so beautiful, it's so beautiful, it's so beautiful.

it is natural to be content with such praise from the heart and sweat of an old man who has grown with his heart and sweat.

next spring, han went out to sell flowers.

in one county, he saw a very fine and very fragrance, oh, those magnificent stone sculptures across the street, up to a few, high-profile, squeaky.

and when he approached, he looked at it, and it was a great surprise that it had been an extremely sculpted monument.

each part of the monument contains large and small lions and a variety of pyrotechnics, not only in their form, but also because of the many different levels of carving, a natural reminiscent of the engraving of a dozen layers of ivory ball.

therefore.

it is no more like a sculptor of stone, but it is like a set of stone lions and pyrotechnics.

han saw the stoned porcelain flower...

a leaf that was so lively, colourless and unreceived, but led to a bees circled.

as a result, han's feelings for the police have increased and he feels that it's his greatest happiness to grow famous flowers.

a year and a half, a man from manhua village found zhao's han, saying that every spring in guangzhou has a big flower market.

if we can get our cops to bloom there on time, we'll have a great income.

the neighbours of the country heard the news and naturally tried to break in with the police.

but can the weather and soil adapt? the normal flowering period for the police is march in the sun, so is it possible to bring it up early to the spring festival? the legend is that the queen of the tang dynasty was killed in the harsh winter, and the police were burned by fire and then denigrated.

now, can we translate into reality what the emperor can't do? still think about zhao.

i'd like to advise you that you have the most experience in raising police officers, for the sake of our reputation, and for the sake of opening up the way for our folkshe's got an old man on the run.

zhao has only one daughter next to him, and if he leaves his daughter at home alone in guangzhou.

take her with you.

it's hard for girls to go out in the middle of the day.

at a difficult time, the daughter came forward and said: “dad and dad are so old, one person goes out and the daughter is so relieved that the child will go with him in his male dress.” zhao's father and daughter, packed 300 police stations, left their families on their way.

since then, jade has been changed to a young man's dress and changed to minori.

an old man, a young man, who traveled through the mountains, went to guangzhou and found a garden in the suburbs, where he lived.

zhao lao han and the gardener agreed to use his land in his garden for a successful development, and to split it into four to six on the flower market.

when he was home, he used a warm-hot-hot house to raise a few of hishappinesss to bloom in the spring, and now in the south, how to control the temperature so that it would not be too late, just as it would be in the spring, and if it would not cost all of his heart, he and his wife would succeed, as if they were babysitting, day and night, in the care of their children, and in the dry and wet, and warmth of their temperature, in strict accordance with the rules of their growth.

the father and the daughter suffered almost a hundred days and nights, and 300 of them sprouts, twigs and leaves, but they showed the seed.

father and daughter's heart is about to bloom the flower of hope in the south, not to mention how happy it is.

as expected, the owner of this garden is a vicious flower bull.

in order to be rich, he did a lot of bad things.

he saw this old one thousands of miles from shandong cao.

there is no family, no reason, but there is a flowering strategy.

seeing how sure it is that the raised police are going to be on the market for the spring festival, the idea that a single sum of money will come to hand is a ghost.

in the last few days, hua bao has had to go to the zhao's father and daughter's home and is particularly interested in this young post-life moon, which he has to talk about, as if he had noticed from the younger moon.

smart little moons have always managed to avoid the vagaries.

in the middle of the year, 300 police stations have grown so thick that the flowerbones have grown so big.

the day and the little moon are busy in the bushes of the police, and they come up with a funny face, and they say, "no wonder you policemen in caozhou are so famous for looking at you with your skin and your little face smiles.

and when he saw him rudely, he told him: "you are the owner of the garden, and you work exclusively for flowers.

don't lose the virtue of the flower grower." instead of feeling bored, the florist put it together in shame: "the heart of beauty is all of us." you've got such a beautiful face, but you're a man.

if you remain with me in this four-season, spring-like country of the south for a long time, you will be blessed and rich.” he says...

he beats up and walks around.

the moon was in a state of panic, and he was slapped in his face, weeping and running towards his father's house.

he heard his daughter's complaint, was angry and wanted to speak out.

i'd like to think that my father and daughter are far from homeIn the countryside, the identity of the daughter would be revealed earlier if it were heard out without a reason.

Let's not argue.

It's a terrible breath.

The Han really wanted to destroy all 300 of these impenetrable police stations and then return home with his daughter.

But how could he dare to destroy his heart for months and see Caozhou's police officers in Guangzhou market.

It's a police transcript.

How can he do it?