Hydrangeas Histórias

This is my story... or should I say the story of how I ended up with my name, Hortênsia! *Quick note from the author: Hi guys, I'm Laura and I just wanted to pass time and practice my english so please don't be harsh on me thanks! Any advice or suggestions please comment!!! Good reading!

Poetry always has a meaning. Different. Vivid. Diverse. Some tell stories. Some teach lessons. Some state concepts. 'Bright Burning Hydrangeas' is the story behind and beyond the poem- 'Darling Meek Child' Lessons are meant to be learned. But if not in the state of mind to learn, the present always offers adventures to be experienced and enjoyed. Joy is not the sand of the dessert or the water in our canteens. It is what resides in our mind and who sits beside us in the sand while sharing that canteen.

- Bạn là một người đam mê những tấm hình đẹp nhưng lại bị thời gian công việc chi phối? Bạn là một Designer tài năng đầy mình nhưng đang gặp khó khăn khi không biết lựa chọn tấm hình nào để làm áo nào cho những đứa con tinh thần? Hay đơn giản chỉ là muốn có những tấm hình để ngắm xuyên thời gian và không gian? - Vậy tại sao bạn không đặt chân ngay vào "Collect Shop" của Hydrangeas Team chúng mình nhỉ? Những bông hoa Cẩm Tú Cầu xinh xắn, cần mẫn và đầy tinh thần trách nhiệm chắc chắn sẽ không làm bạn thất vọng đâu. - Bạn nhỏ dễ thương ơi, nếu đã đến đây rồi thì đừng chần chừ đặt cho mình một vài tấm hình để lưu giữ ký ức ngay tại Collect Shop của chúng tớ nhé ^^ Edit bìa by @What_is_May - Hydrangeas Team

Sưu tầm và viết lăn tăn vài dòng . Thích thì follow ngay nhé ✨ Clytie ✨

The laugage of different colour of flowers and different flowers. P.S. None of the photos or reason are mine.

Aiko Miller moved into her tiny house at the edge of the city for one simple reason: she wanted something that was hers. After a childhood shaped by military relocations, strict expectations, and the constant pressure to be perfect, quiet feels like freedom. For one week, her mornings have belonged only to coffee, sunlight, and the small garden she planted with careful hands. Then she finds a dragon sleeping in her flower beds. Before she can decide whether she is hallucinating or losing her mind, a calm, infuriatingly composed stranger appears at her door and insists the dragon must be retrieved before anyone notices. Unfortunately, someone does. Her mother arrives unannounced. Now Aiko must juggle a baby dragon the size of a Saint Bernard, a classified magical secret, and a fake boyfriend who is far too convincing for her own good. As the day spirals into improvised love stories, cultural interrogations, and near-disastrous bursts of smoke, the lie begins to feel dangerously close to the truth. And when the lying stops and the smoke clears, Aiko will have to decide whether independence means standing alone-or choosing who gets to stay. ཐིཋྀ.𓈒𓂂𓏲܀.𓈒𓂂𓏲𖥔܀.𓈒𓂂𓏲܀❀.𓈒𓂂𓏲𖥔܀ཐིཋྀ❀.𓈒𓂂𓏲ཐིཋྀ܀ Participant of the || Open Novella Contest 2026. Main prompt: 3. You don't expect much excitement in your quiet garden until the day a dragon suddenly appears among the flowers. 2026 Umi Moriko Original

What would you do, if someone stands in front of your door saying that you are his favorite book character and he knows how your story ends, that's why he wants to change your fate? A story of fantasy and romance unfolds, and proves that love, indeed, transcends - even in the other world.

Chỉ là vài đoạn cảm xúc ngắn của mình khi xem phim hay đọc gì đó. ✨lảm nhảm✨ Thích thì follow nhé Clytie✨

poem, I'll update this description later

Once rain had met man it was bound to create a rainbow. A tale told in small increments on the bases of two realms, the hidden and the known.

Hortense Langdon hates her name. Compared to her sisters, she feels boring and unimportant. But when a mysterious letter comes inviting her to an experiment, she has to take it. I hope you enjoy this "short" story of mine! (Ongoing)

This all happened at school. Ash and Sal start becoming a thing, and Larry discovers he has Hanahaki Disease. Disclaimer: •I don't own Sallyface •I didn't make the cover, my dear friend @Ophelia_Lavender did

Hana Eastwood says she's fine, Landon Evans believes otherwise. How long can you keep up the disguise? For Hydrangeas in winter must die.

A collection of poems by me.

"The Seasons of My Life-" Some people enter our lives like seasons. They arrive unexpectedly, fill our days with warmth, laughter and memories, and before we realise it, they begin to fade away. Hinako never expected Yoshikawa Akihiko to become such a person. He was charming, carefree, and perhaps a little too fond of changing girlfriends. She was simply trying to survive school, practice her passion of writing and create weird philosophies Yet somewhere between ordinary days, late-night conversations, shared meals, laughter, and flowers blooming beneath the changing sky, an unexpected philosophy begins to form. A philosophy that neither of them knows how to name. Spring. Summer. Autumn. Winter. Four seasons. A thousand memories. One friendship that changes everything. And when the final spring arrives, Hinako must learn that some goodbyes aren't truly endings. Sometimes, they are simply another kind of beginning. The Seasons of My Life A story of love turning into friendship