Huai Xiang blows you as scheduled

When the spring breeze blows, the faint fragrance of Sophora japonica is fluttering in the air with the swaying branches, and a wisp of fragrance spreads in the ancient capital. Walking under the wall with you, touching the mottled ancient cyan wall tiles with your fingers, counting the time and looking up, the dense locust trees have already lingered on my head, the fragrant and elegant Sophora japonica is shallow hidden in the gap of the leaves. Clusters of pure white are flawless, and the white ones seem to make people dare not approach. I am afraid that a trace of dust will pollute its white body, one by one, a string, they all purged their mouths, like waiting for a pleasant kiss. I don’t know when you have lived in my heart, just like this ancient cyan Wall, which has already become the witness of history; Or as elegant as this blossoming locust flower, from boyhood, it is rooted in the bottom of my heart. No matter how vicissitudes of the world, everything will always be like precious memories. I remember that day, I stood at the window looking at your direction, listening to the voice of my ears, planting hope in my heart. You told me that you would go north and make an appointment with me. You are here, stepping on the end of April, smiling on the path with the fragrance of flowers Yingman. All the extravagant hopes are prosperous in an instant, just like this season. I like to watch you drink a cup of tea in a warm corner in such a season, talk about the topics we like, and taste the taste of life slowly. In fact, you are a luxury to me at such a time. Petals fall in the wind and fall in your palm at the same time. I have always believed that our fate is waiting for us. How many years of missing are just waiting for you with the most primitive attitude, waiting for you to meet in the dust. Deep feeling of this fragrance is not for the Sophora japonica that opens every year, but for the encounter of this millennium. Flowers can’t resist spring, and people can’t resist this meeting. I deliberately look at your shortened shadow in the sun. I think I can’t have huge things. I can hug your weak figure. But time is very shallow, I can’t hold your shadow in the sun, and my heart breeds an indescribable melancholy. It’s a long journey. You crossed the dust and stopped at my heart Lake. Drying all the humidity in my heart. This season, I saw the sunshine in April, which was very bright. In the crowd of wearing Xi, you are the direction of my eyes free. In all kinds of clothes, clean white is my eternal watch. You relieved all the desolation in my heart with your smiling eyes. This season, my fragrance is also like locust fragrance, fresh and elegant, and my smile is blooming. You, still like this, the vicissitudes of the years are written on the forehead, and I watched quietly, rubbing every pain into my bones and engrave it in my heart. For a long time, I like to interpret love with beautiful stories. Even if it is just an empty fantasy, then the folded text turns back and forth to your figure. If you want to draw closer, you are afraid of approaching, lean you around me if you are so far away. I am love it so much. When I met you, this season was clear sky, breeze and fragrance of Sophora japonica. Every time, the excitement in my heart always makes people excited. By chance, I remembered your smile, my cheeks were red, and my mouth couldn’t help a happy smile. The Sky, a piece of pure, accompanied by wisps of fresh wind, fluttered with Locust fragrance. We walked under the tree and walked in each other’s hearts……

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