The sunshine in October is the best, warm, peaceful and clean ... The sweet and greasy smell of osmanthus is blown by the wind, which reminds me of this southern city, but the memory about the north lacks such a smell. When I pass by by by bike, the flowers that linger around me, the flowers floating in the classroom on the second floor with the doors and windows open, and the flowers that I will smell every time I enter and leave the dormitory downstairs. ...
Next to the bookshelves in the library, I came across a lonely fireworks show. Outside the big glass window, gorgeous flowers bloomed in the distant sky. Looking back suddenly, I can't help but be amazed. The melody of "Fireworks by the Danshui River" also came to mind at this time, of course, in my heart, alas, a small movie that amused myself. ...
Walking in the sun, I saw the flowers on the roadside, which were yellow cannas, very tender colors, although it was autumn. I want to imagine the life I want. I want branches and vines to crawl all over my outer wall and climb up my big window, so that the sunlight coming in can smell the flowers and leaves ... I want many plants, there are big trees and vegetables in the yard. By the way, I want to plant tomatoes, loofah and lentils on the high ground. I can see yellow, white and purple flowers. I want to plant a row of sunflowers under the wall. ...