A long time ago, my mother told me that there was a plant, and its name was Epiphyllum. Its flowers are white and beautiful, but not many people look at them, because most epiphyllum blooms in the middle of the night, and the flowering time is very short, only one night a year. Here I think of an idiom called "a flash in the pan", which describes that the epiphyllum blooms slowly and loses quickly. I am really a lucky man. I saw epiphyllum today.

There is an old man downstairs in my house. He planted an epiphyllum. In the morning, my mother said to the budding bud, "This bud will bloom at night." I said, "Can you really drive?" I don't really believe it.