Twenty years ago, we became the residents of Chicago in the US on my husband's business. One day in May, we visited a nearby park to enjoy the Lilac Festival of the community. I haven't seen the flower so often since I first saw it in my friend's garden. In this area, however, it grew in bushes around the fence of a house and in the corner of the parks. The beautiful flowers in violet, white, and pink released sweet fragrance around here and there to lure the people onto the lawn of the park. Some were dressed up in lilac-color to perform a chorus, some were enjoying chatting over the cups of ice cream. It was one of our most pleasant memories of mixing with the neighbors.

When I remodeled my garden, I made up my mind to plant the flower without fail. I purchased some small seedlings and nursed them very carefully. In three years, they hold the first flower whose color was pink. Since then, they bloom lovely flowers every year.
This year, I will plant another seedling of lilac that will bloom violet flower.

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