weeping tree broom (Meaning)
weeping tree broom (n)
small shrubby tree of New Zealand having weeping branches and racemes of white to violet flowers followed by woolly indehiscent two-seeded pods
Synonyms & Antonyms of weeping tree broom
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weeping tree broom Sentence Examples
- The weeping tree broom danced gracefully in the wind, sweeping away fallen leaves with its gentle bristles.
- As the old man swept the cobblestone street, the weeping tree broom seemed to weep with empathy for the fading days of autumn.
- The artist used the weeping tree broom as a brush, creating ethereal strokes of paint that captured the sorrow of a broken heart.
- The weeping tree broom stood silently in the corner, its bristles heavy with the weight of countless secrets.
- The garden gnome beneath the weeping tree broom found solace in its embracing branches, whispering his worries to its silent boughs.
- The witch's weeping tree broom carried both hope and despair, its bristles whispering tales of both triumph and tragedy.
- The weeping tree broom served as a constant companion to the grieving widow, its gentle touch offering a comforting embrace.
- As the sun set, casting long shadows across the land, the weeping tree broom seemed to mourn the passing of another day.
- The weeping tree broom became a symbol of resilience, its bristles brushing away the dust of time and whispering tales of survival.
- In the enchanted forest, the weeping tree broom held magical powers, granting wishes to those who dared to touch its emerald bristles.
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small shrubby tree of New Zealand having weeping branches and racemes of white to violet flowers followed by woolly indehiscent two-seeded pods
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The weeping tree broom danced gracefully in the wind, sweeping away fallen leaves with its gentle bristles.
As the old man swept the cobblestone street, the weeping tree broom seemed to weep with empathy for the fading days of autumn.
The artist used the weeping tree broom as a brush, creating ethereal strokes of paint that captured the sorrow of a broken heart.
The weeping tree broom stood silently in the corner, its bristles heavy with the weight of countless secrets.
