【University Campus in Summer】
——Written before the unforgettable epidemic holiday begins
Look up,
Look under the clouds
High hanging spikes,
It is attached to the tree
The vine flowers that are wrapped around it.
Swaying with the wind, swaying,
Aromatic.
Bees
And then with the spike flying around,
Sometimes close to the purple and white
Small flowers clustered together,
Pick sweet honey.
There's more in the distance
High hanging spikes,
There are purple ones and there are white ones.
Purple, like a vine flower,
But slightly redder than the vine flowers.
White, like jade, and like snow,
Crystal clear.
They're not spikes wrapped around them,
It is a flower that grows from a tall body.
That is the locust, also known as the national locust, the family locust,... ...
The fragrance of locust flowers
Not thick, not dense, light, fragrant,
An incense that doesn't smell enough.
Spring has just left,
Competing flowers,
Most of them have become young seeds.
In early summer, it should be a vine flower,
It is also the world of locust flowers.
Humanity's war against viruses
And it goes on,
Exceptional and unforgettable holidays
Coming to an end,
College is finally about to resume.
Beautiful campus
Greeting the return of the students,
It was exactly one year, and it didn't smell enough.
