So quiet, they are blue, but a little too blue. Those beautiful flowers have become endless. Cornflower, cornflower, blue cornflower, they are burning.
A teenager lost his way in this blue fire. He mistook the color of the hillside for that of the sky. Centaurea, an annual or biennial herb of the genus Centaurea in Compositae, is 70 cm tall, erect, branched, with gray stems and branches, basal leaves, and the top is arranged in an umbrella-shaped or panicle.
Involucre oval, disc-shaped, blue, white, red or purple, achene oval, flowering and fruiting period from February to August. The hometown of cornflower is in Europe.
It used to be a wild flower. After years of cultivation, its "wildness" is less, its flowers are bigger and its colors are more. There are purple, blue, light red, white and other varieties, of which purple and blue are the most precious. It can be seen everywhere on hillsides, fields, watersides, roadsides and in front of and behind houses in Germany.
It is regarded as the national flower by Germany. This species is not only an ornamental plant, but also a good nectar source plant.
The marginal flower can induce diuresis, and the whole herb extract can improve eyesight. The oil content of achene is 28%.
2. What are the ancient poems about cornflower | You can write them yourself, as long as cornflower is a traditional plant in Europe ... I don't think what you want is ancient European poetry ... so ... write a few words to make yourself look stupid ... 1. The purple flowers are fragrant and tearful, but you still cry until the sunset.
2. My son still remembers cornflower, and he misses his soul in the blue sea and wilderness. 3. A little purple cup, half a wisp of tea smoke permeates the blue yarn.
4. The fragrance of falling flowers is lingering in the west. 5. Warm colors are stained with rouge and silver lines are crossed.
Or warm colors stained with rouge, gold thread and red candle reflecting eyebrows. Explanation: 1 Zi Luoxiang smiled with tears, but still cried towards the sunset.
Purple and fragrant flowers need no explanation. Cornflower is a sunny plant, so I think it must be heading for the sunset in the twilight, even in the process of setting. 2. The legend of cornflower: During the German Civil War, Queen Louis was forced to flee with two princes. On the way, the car broke down and the queen got off with two princes. On the roadside, she saw a large blue cornflower, and two princes were playing among the flowers.
The queen wove a cornflower wreath and put it on William's head. Later, William unified Germany, but he never forgot the passion of seeing the blooming cornflower when he fled as a child and the wreath sent by his mother. He loved cornflower deeply, so cornflower was promoted to the national flower of Germany.
The child still remembers cornflower, and misses the soul in the blue sea wilderness. William misses cornflower, because cornflower is blue, so it is a blue sea.
I think William should stand on the hill in the wilderness, look at the sea of flowers, miss his dead relatives and those who lost their lives in the war and play requiem for them. 3. A little purple cup, half a wisp of tea smoke permeates the blue yarn.
Cornflower can make tea, and its color is elegant and clean. There is a saying that "the cup of chrysanthemum is deep", which probably means that there is chrysanthemum tea in the cup, so it is used.
Directly use the word behind Nalan's word "a wisp of tea smoke penetrates the blue yarn" What I want to describe is the situation when drinking chrysanthemum tea.
4. The fragrance of falling flowers is lingering in the west. This sentence uses the artistic conception described in the year of seven violins.
Cornflower is elegant and beautiful, so the adjective "Xianran" is used. Even in decline, it is elegant.
I wonder if the cornflower in the Scottish countryside will fall on Woolf's stationery. There should be a faint fragrance when you open the fallen petal stationery, right? 5. Warm colors are dotted with rouge, and silver lines cross the eyebrows. The flower language of cornflower is happiness.
Even a cool flower like a blue flower should be full of warm happiness. So I chose this scene when a woman got married.
As I am not familiar with western marriage, there may be some mistakes. A touch of warm rouge refers to the contents of a dowry decorated with cornflower.
As for rouge, whether you say rouge box or make-up depends on yourself. I guess both western girls and oriental girls should use rouge, so this sentence is universal.
Moths have silver lines on their eyebrows. It seems to me that most western clothes are embroidered with silver thread, so I think the complicated patterns embroidered on girls' wedding dresses should be embroidered with silver thread.
A cross can be understood as a cross or a cross pattern. When getting married in the west, it should be under the cross of the church, and girls in the west ... should also thrush ... so ... but eyebrows mostly refer to beauty, and moths can also refer to eyebrows.
The golden thread and red candle reflect the flying moth eyebrows. The wedding dresses of the rich in China were embroidered with gold thread, and red candles were often used when they got married in ancient times.
The gold pattern and the light of the red candle reflected the girl's face ... she married the person she liked. At this moment, she should be very happy, right? I hope this is what you want ... If not, let me know and I will help you find a 6.
3. A poem about cornflower "Cornflower" On the hillside, there is a large cornflower.
So quiet, they are blue, but a little too blue. Those beautiful flowers have become endless. Cornflower, cornflower, blue cornflower, they are burning.
A teenager lost his way in this blue fire. He mistook the color of the hillside for that of the sky. Cornflower (four) Han Zongbao's Wind The wind blows a grass, a grass is moving, it shyly lowers its head, and then the wind blows more grass, and more grass is moving. They looked down at their toes and wet mud, and the wind blew my freshly washed face. My heart is moving, so are several clouds in the sky, and so is the earth. The wind I see is colorful and looks very quiet. The color of the sky is the color of the sea, and the color of summer is the color of flowers. The color of the newly opened cornflower is the color of the wind. July 2006 1 I saw the little white fox. It gently crosses a green farmland. It carries its story, windows and those blue pigments on its back. It wants to paint the blue sky. It wants to draw a teenager's finger It wants to run from this sultry summer to snowy winter and settle down in the open snow. A home on July 2, 2006, there was a large cornflower on the hillside, so quiet. They are blue, but they are too blue. Those beautiful flowers turned into endless cornflowers. Blue cornflower is burning. A teenager lost his way in this blue fire. He mistook the color of the hillside for that of the sky. On July 3, 2006, a rain finally came back. It has been raining for so long, and the rain that has passed has caused some minor troubles in the hearts of two people. A rain that has been forbearing, a rain that should not have rained, is still so natural. It was wet all summer night, and it carefully purified the air of more than 30 degrees. A rain removed the heat of summer, brought the cool and comfortable wind, and also brought some inexplicable sadness like water. Those white, blue and black clouds, those running clouds should be allowed to let go of those heaviness and re-light a rain. It rained in summer, which made people happy and sad. For this sultry summer, a rain is better than no rain. Cornflower (four songs) Han Zongbao's wind blows at every grass and grass. It bowed its head shyly, and then the wind blew more grass, and more grass moved them. Look down at my toes and wet mud. The wind blew on my freshly washed face. My heart is moving. The wind blew several clouds in the sky. The sky is moving and the earth is moving. The wind I see is colored. It looks very quiet. The color of the sky is the color of the sea. The color of a newly-opened cornflower is the color of the wind. July, 20061The Fox Crossing the Cropland I saw the little white fox. It ran gently across a green field, with its story and windows and those blue pigments on its back. It wants to paint the blue sky. It wants to draw a teenager's finger It wants to run from this sultry summer to snowy winter and settle down in the open snow. On July 2, 2006, there was a large cornflower on the hillside. They are blue, but they are a little too blue. Beautiful flowers become endless cornflower, cornflower, blue cornflower. They are burning. A teenager lost his way in this blue fire. He mistook the color of the hillside for that of the sky. On July 3, 2006, "a rain" finally endured for so long. A rain that has passed has made both of them feel a little annoyed. A rain that should not be tolerated. The rain is still so natural. It rained all summer night. It carefully purified the air of more than 30 degrees. A rain removed the heat of summer, brought the cool and comfortable wind, and also brought some inexplicable sadness like water. A rain still falls on those white, blue and black clouds. We should let those running clouds put down those heaviness and light up again. It rained once in summer. Rain makes people happy and sad. For this sultry summer, a rain is better than no rain. Cornflower is a traditional plant in Europe ... I don't think what you want is European classical poetry ... so ... make up a few words to make a fool of yourself ... 1.
2. My son still remembers cornflower, and he misses his soul in the blue sea and wilderness. 3. A little purple cup, half a wisp of tea smoke permeates the blue yarn.
4. The fragrance of falling flowers is lingering in the west. 5. Warm colors are stained with rouge and silver lines are crossed.
Or warm colors stained with rouge, gold thread and red candle reflecting eyebrows. Explanation: 1 Zi Luoxiang smiled with tears, but still cried towards the sunset.
Purple and fragrant flowers need no explanation. Cornflower is a sunny plant, so I think it must be heading for the sunset in the twilight, even in the process of setting. 2. The legend of cornflower: During the German Civil War, Queen Louis was forced to flee with two princes. On the way, the car broke down and the queen got off with two princes. On the roadside, she saw a large blue cornflower, and two princes were playing among the flowers.
The queen wove a cornflower wreath and put it on William's head. Later, William unified Germany, but he never forgot the passion of seeing the blooming cornflower when he fled as a child and the wreath sent by his mother. He loved cornflower deeply, so cornflower was promoted to the national flower of Germany.
The child still remembers cornflower, and misses the soul in the blue sea wilderness. William misses cornflower, because cornflower is blue, so it is a blue sea.
I think William should stand on the hill in the wilderness, look at the sea of flowers, miss his dead relatives and those who lost their lives in the war and play requiem for them. 3. A little purple cup, half a wisp of tea smoke permeates the blue yarn.
Cornflower can make tea, and its color is elegant and clean. There is a saying that "the cup of chrysanthemum is deep", which probably means that there is chrysanthemum tea in the cup, so it is used.
Directly use the word behind Nalan's word "a wisp of tea smoke penetrates the blue yarn" What I want to describe is the situation when drinking chrysanthemum tea.
4. The fragrance of falling flowers is lingering in the west. This sentence uses the artistic conception described in the year of seven violins.
Cornflower is elegant and beautiful, so the adjective "Xianran" is used. Even in decline, it is elegant.
In the back, I felt cornflowers falling in the Scottish countryside.
4. Beautiful sentences about cornflower After the rainstorm, all the flowers withered, but only one small flower still stood proudly, that is cornflower.
If the tenacity of cornflower vitality is the result of survival of the fittest, why not let our taste buds have more tenacity? Moonlight is like water, a lamp is lit on a rainy night, flowers are swaying, and a cup of fragrant teas is in hand. In the priority of erhu and pipa, the wind blows willow and the rain beats banana; Long afterglow, listening to old records in the soft and sad sunset, enjoying a full table of food, and involving nostalgic thoughts in the sound of guitar. "Food is the most important thing for the people", which is the crystallization of thousands of years of human wisdom, just right, catering to the taste buds.
I never deny or hide my love for food. Noble and elegant Starbucks, exciting Sichuan cuisine or so-called "Jianghu snacks" on roadside stalls can always immerse me in endless happiness when I find a delicious food. When falling red, it exudes the sadness of the end of life and the yearning for a new life. For food, even a cup of light green tea can taste the dense realm of Zen.
Yes, food is not only a carbohydrate to fill the stomach, but also an emotional animal, which makes me unable to resist pushing down the traces of tenderness and freshness. Sometimes, eating a familiar food will bring back some memories in life, such as a warm reminder from my mother a few years ago, or a beautiful encounter ... Harbin has been "lurking" for almost two years, and naturally it can't finish eating all kinds of delicious food here.
I like the smell of sausages with a long history, and I often think that those wrinkles may have been formed by hand rubbing of fresh college graduates in an interview; I like Mattel Popsicle's sense of history, and I walk on Central Street in hot summer. Small popsicles bring not only cool moments, but also endless reverie. In addition to historical snacks, Harbin, as a capital city with European traditions, has countless restaurants of various colors.
Wandering among them, thoughts began to flood again. Even a little stain on the dining table makes people feel that it may be caused by the tea poured by lovers who turned against each other.
Sit in front of the French window, face the delicious food and meditate. Maybe someone wrote poems here, someone had love here, and someone stayed here all afternoon. The former left his seat in a hurry, leaving an umbrella, while the latter sipped the rim of the cup, but didn't know that the girl he secretly loved had also had a cup of coffee with the same cup.
With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine? In my opinion, food not only fully satisfies the taste buds, but also carries various feelings. Aside from those so-called noble veils, I actually prefer all kinds of snacks in roadside stalls and small shops.
After the food stall in the evening, listening to everyone's excitement and jubilation, the loneliness in my heart inevitably dissipated a little. There are mala Tang, fragrant rice noodles, delicious fried chicken fillet ... find a simple shop around the corner. The proprietress wore a blue coat and sweated profusely in the face of the raging fire. When you stir up a wisp of delicious food while talking and laughing, and then you are in a daze, the feeling of joy is like looking back suddenly and the lights are dim.
In addition to delicious food, there are also classmates' friendship, friends' feelings and ambiguous eyes. Stories on the sides of these bowls can often add to the original flavor of food.
At this time, consciousness rose to the first place. Our mood is rising, and we begin to control our own tastes ... The world has changed a lot, but my heart is very calm. This is what Lao Dan said: "Quiet and subtle, keeping mysterious, embracing one"; Let the cornflower bloom in the taste buds, which is the liberation from mouth to spirit.
I really don't need any reason to fall in love with the city of lilacs and the delicious "lilacs".
5. Poetry about cornflowers (four cornflowers)
Han zongbao
wind
The wind blows.
A grass is moving. It hung its head shyly.
Then the wind blows more grass.
More grass is moving, and they lower their heads.
See toes and wet soil.
The wind blows on my freshly washed face.
My heart is moving.
The wind blew up several clouds in the sky.
The clouds are moving and the sky is moving.
The earth is also moving.
The wind I see is colored.
It looks very quiet, the color of the sky.
The color of the sea, the color of summer.
The color of a new blooming cornflower.
It is the color of the wind.
2006.7. 1
The fox crossed the farmland.
I saw the little white fox.
It flows gently.
Green cropland
It carries its story and window.
Those blue pigments
It wants to paint the blue sky.
It wants to paint a teenager's finger blue.
It wants to escape from this sultry summer
Run into the snowy winter
Settle down in the open snow.
2006.7.2
cornflower
There is a large cornflower on the hillside.
So quiet, they are blue.
But they are a little too blue.
Those beautiful flowers have become
An endless area
Centaurea cornflower
Blue cornflower. They are burning.
A teenager lost his way in this blue fire.
He put the color of this hillside
Mistake it for the color of the sky.
2006.7.3
a rainfall
The rain finally came down.
It has been going on for so long
A rain, a rain that has fallen.
Let the hearts of two people
Had a little trouble.
A forbearing rain, a rain that should not have rained.
Rain is still so natural.
It rained all summer night.
It puts more than 30 degrees of air
I cleaned it carefully.
A rain dispelled the summer heat.
Bring cool and comfortable wind.
I also brought some
Inexplicable sadness is like water.
It's been raining.
Those white, blue and black clouds
Those floating clouds
Allow them to put down those weights.
Pull yourself together again
A rain. It rained in summer.
A rainy day.
It makes people happy and sad.
For this sultry summer
A rainy day.
Better than never raining.
6. An ancient poem about cornflower: Song of cornflower.
Vazo [Bulgaria]
I am a little flower on the Yuan Ye,
It's called blue cornflower,
I like the air and sky here,
I am dotted with beautiful land.
I am as blue as the sky,
Don't look at my figure? Small,
I also use my beauty.
Dressed up in Yuan Ye, Tianlong and mountainside.
I am a happy cornflower,
There are no stinging thorns on the body,
I'm as cute as a child,
I am naive and happy.
God planted me himself,
Water me, let me sprout,
I live in freedom,
I blossom in the open space.
I am a little flower on the Yuan Ye,
It's called blue cornflower,
I like the air and sky here,
I am dotted with beautiful land.
7. Good words/sentences/essays/poems about cornflower blue I know Andersen's works. The world of Daughter of the Sea is full of cornflower-like blue tones.
Blue dreams and blue moods in the sea start from distant starlight and go to more distant starlight. Shining blue light, revealing clear blue light, unfathomable and out of reach.
At the bottom of the sea, I kept trekking, just to make that little promise. Promise, walking in every corner of the sea in a hurry.
I can't see its flying silhouette or fragments, its escape is not in my sight, and I can't even touch its shadow. The sea is a clear mark on her fish tail, and she is a shell in the heart of the sea.
Fairy tales in memory, the sea in memory touches and lights the bell of the sea with silent tranquility, and the blue color of cornflower indicates an escape with a little light. The daughter of the sea, she lay quietly beside the reef, her heart soaring and surrounded by gorgeous melancholy.
Maybe, she is not sad, maybe her star will not fall. Perhaps, she just wants to see the ship a few times, catch some dizzy honey and listen to the vast and lofty happiness without being noticed.
In fact, we have all seen Hai's daughter, and occasionally walk on the beach and see cornflower-like shells, which are her eyes embedded in the beach. Even if one day, eyes dry up in the sun.
There is also the last tear of cornflower, which shines slightly and jumps as brightly as a flower. Centaurea, an annual or biennial herb, was originally a wild flower. It grows on hillsides, fields, watersides, roadsides and houses, with bright colors, beautiful flowers, fragrant breath and tenacious vitality.
The flower language of cornflower is: slender, elegant, happy to meet, happy to be single, reborn, love and loyalty, missing. Its symbols: loyalty, humility, gentleness, heaven, Christ, Prussia.
Do you know that?/You know what? The day we met was March 5, and the birthday flower was cornflower. At that time, we didn't care, just chatted lightly, then fell in love, then fell in love, and then upgraded each other to the other half.
I have been raising a cornflower, watering and fertilizing it carefully, giving it sunshine and love. Shaw was silent, so I named her.
I haven't seen her in space for several days. Today, I opened the space and found that she had grown a lot in silence. There are several purple flowers in full bloom on the right side of the space, and the faint fragrance seems to be floating around. I'm a little shocked and happy, which has come quietly. You, the happiness I met.
Cornflower, cornflower on March 5. From then on, night is no longer night, day is no longer day, and every colorful moment is under the blue sky.
A torrent of love has gradually infiltrated the dry heart, brilliant, yes, even if it tears, it is slightly sweet. Cornflower, purple cornflower.
Tonight, cornflower blooms in the room, with faint fragrance lingering and ethereal; Tonight, I hug you, and my deep love is flowing and lingering. Waiting in the past, loneliness in the past, silence in the past, are so gently erased, as if they had a dream.
Two lines of footprints on the long road met unexpectedly at this corner. Muddy feet and tired legs stopped at the moment of looking at each other, and their heavy heads rested on each other's shoulders, conveying a slight warmth and gurgling, relaxing each other.
Cornflower, our cornflower. You hold a handful of black soil, I hold a handful of clear water, and we will protect cornflower together, our cornflower.
Look at the lush leaves and blooming flowers. Beautiful eyes, infatuation.
8. Good words/sentences/essays/poems about cornflower blue
I know that the world of Andersen's Daughter of the Sea is full of cornflower-like blue tones.
Blue dreams and blue moods in the sea start from distant starlight and go to more distant starlight. Shining blue light, revealing clear blue light, unfathomable and out of reach.
The sea keeps trudging, just to go to that little promise.
Promise, walking in every corner of the sea in a hurry. I can't see its flying silhouette or fragments, its escape is not in my sight, and I can't even touch its shadow.
The sea is a clear mark on her fish tail, and she is a shell in the heart of the sea.
Fairy tales in memory, the sea in memory touches and lights the bell of the sea with silent tranquility, and the blue color of cornflower indicates an escape with a little light. The daughter of the sea, she lay quietly beside the reef, her heart soaring and surrounded by gorgeous melancholy.
Maybe, she is not sad, maybe her star will not fall. Perhaps, she just wants to see the ship a few times, catch some dizzy honey and listen to the vast and lofty happiness without being noticed.
In fact, we have all seen Hai's daughter, and occasionally walk on the beach and see cornflower-like shells, which are her eyes embedded in the beach.
Even if one day, eyes dry up in the sun. There is also the last tear of cornflower, which shines slightly and jumps as brightly as a flower.
cornflower
Centaurea, an annual or biennial herb, was originally a wild flower. It grows on hillsides, fields, watersides, roadsides and houses, with bright colors, beautiful flowers, fragrant breath and tenacious vitality. The flower language of cornflower is: slender, elegant, happy to meet, happy to be single, reborn, love and loyalty, missing. Its symbols: loyalty, humility, gentleness, heaven, Christ, Prussia.
Do you know that?/You know what? The day we met was March 5, and the birthday flower was cornflower. At that time, we didn't care, just chatted lightly, then fell in love, then fell in love, and then upgraded each other to the other half. I have been raising a cornflower, watering and fertilizing it carefully, giving it sunshine and love. Shaw was silent, so I named her. I haven't seen her in space for several days. Today, I opened the space and found that she had grown a lot in silence. There are several purple flowers in full bloom on the right side of the space, and the faint fragrance seems to be floating around. I'm a little shocked and happy, which has come quietly. You, the happiness I met.
Cornflower, cornflower on March 5. From then on, night is no longer night, day is no longer day, and every colorful moment is under the blue sky. A torrent of love has gradually infiltrated the dry heart, brilliant, yes, even if it tears, it is slightly sweet.
Cornflower, purple cornflower. Tonight, cornflower blooms in the room, with faint fragrance lingering and ethereal; Tonight, I hug you, and my deep love is flowing and lingering. Waiting in the past, loneliness in the past, silence in the past, are so gently erased, as if they had a dream. Two lines of footprints on the long road met unexpectedly at this corner. Muddy feet and tired legs stopped at the moment of looking at each other, and their heavy heads rested on each other's shoulders, conveying a slight warmth and gurgling, relaxing each other.
Cornflower, our cornflower. You hold a handful of black soil, I hold a handful of clear water, and we will protect cornflower together, our cornflower. Look at the lush leaves and blooming flowers. Beautiful eyes, infatuation.
9. What is the ancient poem about cornflower? Centaurea is a traditional plant in Europe ... I don't think what you want is an ancient European poem ... so ... write a few words about it ... 1.
Purple falls with tears and smiles, but still cries to the sunset. 2。
The child still remembers cornflower, and misses the soul in the blue sea wilderness. 3。
A little deep purple cup, half a wisp of tea smoke through the blue yarn. 4。
Xian ran floating in the west wind, pointing out the lingering fragrance. 5。
Warm colors are stained with rouge, and silver lines are crossed. Or warm colors stained with rouge, gold thread and red candle reflecting eyebrows.
Explanation: 1 Purple falls with tears and smiles, but still cries to the sunset.
Purple and fragrant flowers need no explanation. Cornflower is a sunny plant, so I think it must be heading for the sunset in the twilight, even in the process of setting. 2。 Legend of cornflower: In the German Civil War, Queen Louis was forced to flee with two princes.
On the way, the car broke down and the queen got off with two princes. On the roadside, she saw a large blue cornflower, and two princes were playing among the flowers. The queen wove a cornflower wreath and put it on William's head.
Later, William unified Germany, but he never forgot the passion of seeing the blooming cornflower when he fled as a child and the wreath sent by his mother. He loved cornflower deeply, so cornflower was promoted to the national flower of Germany. The child still remembers cornflower, and misses the soul in the blue sea wilderness.
William misses cornflower, because cornflower is blue, so it is a blue sea. I think William should stand on the hill in the wilderness, look at the sea of flowers, miss his dead relatives and those who lost their lives in the war and play requiem for them.
3。 A little deep purple cup, half a wisp of tea smoke through the blue yarn.
Cornflower can make tea, and its color is elegant and clean. There is a saying that "the cup of chrysanthemum is deep", which probably means that there is chrysanthemum tea in the cup, so it is used.
Directly use the word behind Nalan's word "a wisp of tea smoke penetrates the blue yarn" What I want to describe is the situation when drinking chrysanthemum tea.
4。 Xian ran floating in the west wind, pointing out the lingering fragrance.
This sentence uses the artistic conception described in the year of seven violins. Cornflower is elegant and beautiful, so the adjective "Xianran" is used.
Even in decline, it is elegant. I wonder if the cornflower in the Scottish countryside will fall on Woolf's stationery. There should be a faint fragrance when you open the fallen petal stationery, right? 5。
Warm colors are stained with rouge, and silver stripes are horizontal. The flower language of cornflower is happiness.
Even a cool flower like a blue flower should be full of warm happiness. So I chose this scene when a woman got married.
As I am not familiar with western marriage, there may be some mistakes. A touch of warm rouge refers to the contents of a dowry decorated with cornflower.
As for rouge, whether you say rouge box or make-up depends on yourself. I guess both western girls and oriental girls should use rouge, so this sentence is universal.
Moths have silver lines on their eyebrows. It seems to me that most western clothes are embroidered with silver thread, so I think the complicated patterns embroidered on girls' wedding dresses should be embroidered with silver thread.
A cross can be understood as a cross or a cross pattern. When getting married in the west, it should be under the cross of the church, and girls in the west ... should also thrush ... so ... but eyebrows mostly refer to beauty, and moths can also refer to eyebrows.
The golden thread and red candle reflect the flying moth eyebrows. The wedding dresses of the rich in China were embroidered with gold thread, and red candles were often used when they got married in ancient times.
The gold pattern and the light of the red candle reflected the girl's face ... she married the person she liked. At this moment, she should be very happy, right? I hope this is what you want ... If not, let me know and I will help you find a 6.