I am waiting for you when flowers bloom

Launch a bicycle with some dust, wipe it clean, breathe enough, and ride forward all the way. There is no purpose, just riding slowly along the direction of blooming flowers. Do you know that although you have been away for nearly three years, these flowers still bloom and fall persistently. With the season, with the pouring of spring rain and the aura given by spring breeze, bloom silently on the side of this path. Over the years, watching you take pictures under many unknown flowers in the scenery outside, the faces with smiles one by one, I don’t know whether your smile is for me or for that Scenery. I only wait for you in the flowers on the roadside. Sitting on the stone bench by the roadside, watching the pink peach blossom, apricot blossom and white pear blossom full of sight, charming this period of time. I like you, so I am willing to wait for you like this, waiting for your promise. Do you know that for three years, there are more peach blossoms and pear blossoms on the roadside, and people passing by will stop to look at the flowers. Those blooming flowers seemed to be familiar with me. They opened their faces and trembled, causing the pine beside them to smile. When the flowers bloom, I will wait for you among the flowers. It is faintly visible that you are smiling at me between the petals. When it rains, I will wait for you under the sycamore tree with an umbrella. Those petals scattered by the rain are crying, just like missing your heart at this moment; At dusk, I am waiting for you in the valley where the sunset will fall. The Wanxia is burning lonely, just like a gaunt face at this moment; Night is coming, I am waiting for you under the light, the back that once nestled hand in hand is like a scene in front of me, but it is not you and me. A breeze blew, shaking off many petals. The broken flowers falling on the lawn curled sadly, reluctant to leave, but finally had to be torn down cruelly by the wind. The flowers and trees looked at the petals falling in the dust reluctantly. At the beginning, they made an appointment to blossom and bear fruit together, which was only amazing in spring, but could not bear the result of summer and autumn. Is there any reason why love cannot be retained. There were many yellow dandelions scattered among the lawns, and there were only a few at that time. Now, with the flowering and planting, they fall everywhere, embellishing the monotony between the lawns. In the gap of floor tiles along the road, there are several dandelion stretch delicate branches, which hold up the petals like the sun. These are several seeds that once flew with the wind. Occasionally, they fall in the gap of floor tiles, but break through the imprisonment, proudly, I think, is this the tenacity of life. Is love so persistent. Sitting quietly under the flowers, listening to the wind flowing gently among the flowers and trees, there are several Bud open, the joy after peeling the flower clothes can be clearly heard; Peach branches are slightly open, provoke more Bud bloom. The heart stretches as the flowers bloom. The flowers bloom, will you come back. The sky was blue, and a pair of wild geese lined up to the north. It was the wild geese who once returned to the south. The geese have come back, and the flowers are full of spring. I am waiting for you before the flowers, how about you. Phoenix mountain spring outing

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