I remember that it was a sunny afternoon, and we were walking in the riverside park, the willows swaying gently with the breeze, and the sun shining warmly on the body was very pleasant.
A burst of silk bamboo sounded, looking at each other, so looking for the sound turned over a rockery, in front of the eyes a big piece of Merlin, plum blossoms are fully open, some are half-open, there are flower bones, smelling meixiang mood joy and want to hug Merlin into the arms.
A group of young people playing music in the clearing in Merlin, there are bamboo flutes, there are guzheng, there are gourd silk...
Beautiful music flowed from the fingers of the young people, from between their lips...
We listened stupidly all afternoon, reveling there until the young people dispersed.
All the way home, I kept saying that I shouldn't forget to ask the young people when they would come to Merlin again.
Later, we went to Merlin a few times, but we didn't meet them.
Later, he helped me buy gourd silk and followed the intermittent learning on the Internet, because I was stupid and did not learn.
A few years have passed, and today I passed through the park, and in the distance I saw that the plum blossoms had bloomed, and Mei Xiang should still be there, but unfortunately you were no longer there, and no one could talk to me about that afternoon again.
I can't smell the same plum fragrance anymore.