Year after year, day after day, the flowers bloom again.
The bud opens its petals first. As a result, fields, grasslands and Woods are full of bright spots.
Yes, spring has come and the flowers are in bloom. Miss Chun smiled again and brought her anger back to the world.
The dew in the morning is like a veil, covering the whole spring. If hazy is a kind of beauty, then hazy spring is two kinds of beauty, beauty and beauty.
Walking on the path of this park, the spring breeze blows against my face, mixed with thick floral fragrance, and I feel so familiar.
This kapok tree is the beginning and end of everything.
That day he held the carefully folded letter, and his face was redder than that of a girl.
A month later, spring is still there, and the flowers of kapok trees are redder and redder than then, as red as the sunset.
He said, between us, this is the end?
The girl didn't speak.
Then there is silence.
Fireworks in March are the best time of the year. Fireworks are full of willow catkins, and red peonies are blooming. Although the sparrow is small and complete, this park is not as beautiful as the spring scenery on earth, but also full of spring.
At this time, he wants to save his relationship, but now he can't say it.
For a long time, he added, really, finished?
The girl still didn't speak. She was silent.
Her face is burning red, and red can blend into this spring scenery seamlessly.
The girl finally spoke. I'm sorry.
Then, turn and leave.
He is the only one left under the kapok tree. Spring breeze is blowing, with damp warmth and thick floral fragrance. He seems to be addicted to the spring scenery.
The dew in the morning has already dispersed, but the hazy spring scenery is still there. He didn't realize that it was tears in his eyes that blurred the spring scenery in front of him.
It's another year when flowers bloom.