Under the scorching sun, an old woman was wearing a shabby hat, pushing a doll car in one hand and holding a magnolia in the other. The child in the doll car looks only three or four years old, and the old woman's face is full of vicissitudes and clear wrinkles. So, I rolled down the window and bought a bunch of magnolia from her. There are magnolia flowers in the car, which exudes a strong fragrance and is refreshing, making the car suddenly become a world of flowers. The car gradually drove away, but the old woman at the other end was still selling flowers. Looking at her shrinking back and thin body, I deeply realized that I was very happy.
This magnolia flower makes the whole car full of faint fragrance. When I got off the bus, I took the flowers from my mother and put them in the pencil box. But when I opened it the next day, the magnolia flower withered. I separated its petals one by one, and its fragrance spread bit by bit with time. Yesterday, the figure of the old woman appeared in front of me scene by scene. I took a deep breath. The fragrance of magnolia is not only the breath of the flower itself, but also the persistence of the old woman, who has worked hard for her life.
Since childhood, I have seen countless flowers and smelled countless flowers: the fragrance of lily, the elegance of osmanthus and the charm of rose. Each flower conveys different information and words. But what I remember most is the color of Magnolia, which not only exudes a special fragrance, but also makes me know how to be content, grateful and cherish happiness. This faint fragrance is my most unforgettable fragrance.