平生得到的第一枝玫瑰.是女儿送的。6年前的一个母亲节,女儿9岁。那是我至今为止见过的最硕大、开得时间最长的玫瑰.纯正的紫红.深绿的叶,清新的香.带着丝丝的甜.鲜亮.饱满,整整开了7天。如今这第一枝玫瑰成了干花,依然开在我的卧室里,每天早晨一睁眼就看见.微笑就从心里漾了出来.流淌一整天。那时,我和女儿住在一间小小的.与人合住的旧房子里。我和她爸爸离婚已经两年多了。居无定所长达600多天之后,我们终于有了自己的小窝。那么小.那么旧的房间,女儿却欢天喜地。 The first rose I got from my daughter was delivered by my daughter. One Mother’s Day 6 years ago, daughter 9 years old. It was the gigantic and longest rose I’ve ever seen, pure purple, dark green leaves, fresh incense, sweet, bright, full, and full 7 days. Now the first rose has become a dried flower, still in my bedroom, and every morning I see it with my eyes open. At that time, my daughter and I lived in a small, old-world house. It has been more than two years since I divorced her father. After staying for more than 600 days, we finally have our own nest. So small, so old room, daughter is happy.