Every time you pass by the acacia tree, you will always look at the acacia tree full of trees; The acacia flowers full of trees are always waiting for me in the warmest summer, approaching it, touching it and looking up at it;
Thousands of worlds, there are no wonders; I've seen too many flowers and plants; There are noble peonies and peonies; There are inconspicuous mother-in-law, roses, wild chrysanthemums; There are really not many flowers that can enter my heart;
I don't know, I'm not a very picky person; Sometimes, I would walk through several big shopping malls in Fuyong Town; I couldn't pick out a single piece of clothing; But my favorite flowers are only Gesang flowers and acacia flowers;
Perhaps, liking a flower is like being attached to a person; is unspeakable; Unspeakable reason; It's as natural as you appearing before me; Unpretentious;
I am a simple person, I only like those simple flowers;
Every time you pass by Kelsang and Acacia; I can remember your look; Your voice is enough; Looking at the acacia flowers in the distance; Looking at those red eyes from a distance, in front of me, falling piece by piece; I can hear my own heartbroken voices;
Looking at the acacia flowers in the distance, existing in my world,
It's like you've never left me; Overnight, those red hopes fell to the ground; those
Long, nimble eyelashes that cover me all summer; It filled my heart.
I do not know? Do you like these things like me?
Acacia flowers; Seeing these acacia flowers is like seeing me? #I'm doing authoring in headlines #Original Essay # #散文 #
