昙花总是悄悄在夜间绽放,只把自己那纯洁的美奉献给月光。要想一睹它的芳容,只有用耐心和坚守,静待花开。在爸爸的办公室里,一株高大的昙花亭亭玉立。从海带形绿叶上垂下的花苞被花托小心翼翼地捧着,纯白色的花苞丰腴而圆润,仿佛是玉石雕刻而成,没有一丝瑕疵。我静静地蹲在一旁,目不转睛地注视着它。我的小腿有些发麻,昙花却只是静静地抿着嘴。我拖来一张小凳,端 Epiphyllum always quietly bloom at night, only to their own pure beauty dedicated to the moonlight. To see its beauty, only with patience and perseverance, waiting for flowers. In my dad’s office, a tall, ephemeral slim. From the kelp-shaped green leaves hanging buds were carefully holding the torch, pure white plump plump and rounded, as if carved from jade, without a trace of flaws. I squat quietly, watching it intently. My calves some numb, Epiphyllum is just quietly pouting. I drag a stool, end