The season which was supposed to be Yangchun and March was still raging with strong wind. Even though the willows beside the road had already turned out green buds, unknown purple and blue flowers appeared in the corner of the wall, obviously, it should be the flowers blooming with each other. Why does this fairy in charge of seasons tease the world so much. I have made an appointment with you. I have arrived early, enjoying the blooming spring flowers, watching the heart of pink and Willow Green and butterfly swimming in flowers. But you, why did you break the appointment. Do you know how I feel when I count every leaf in autumn and every snowflake in winter? Because I know that you will come, I let him have withered leaves, fallen leaves, long leaves and luxuriant leaves, let him dance snow floating snow melting snow melting snow vanishing snow, I am still me, waiting for the eternal eternity, but I don’t remember that it is because of waiting, then there was the drowning of holding a pillar and the Goddess Peak standing on Wu Gorge. My sadness turned into ocean and sea, just like the fish leaving the river and lacking oxygen, and I would be killed in some unknown desert at any time. Oh! The fish dreaming of crossing the desert is really overconfident! But I am such a fish that is beyond my control. Years are like water. I dare not sigh easily, but I often breed troubles for no reason. Life is as plain as the lamp you see at first sight every morning when you wake up, and the fruit stand you will encounter every noon when you pass the dormitory. It is so common that day after day, year after year, until it becomes a habit like the air we breathe in and out every day, a habit that wants to quit but cannot quit. I listened to Zhou Huajian’s “Forget about the grass” alone, but clearly knew that some sorrow would never be forgotten; I walked alone, but deeply knew that some loneliness would never be dispelled; I sat on the high stand alone, but I knew something more painfully that some people would never go back. I look at the stars and moon in the sky alone, the reflection in the water alone, the rhombus hollow cement slate with my feet, and the white decorative pattern with my hands, I walked around the playground alone. I walked straight down a dozen steps in the dark. I walked back along the road with lights, to clean up the colorful spring of my mood alone, please hurry up and go to my last appointment to fulfill your promise to me, come and smoke my gloomy heart, which is fragrant and pleasant! Plant a garden here. I do not refuse any kind of flower. Famous, nameless, exotic, local, extremely fragrant or odorless flowers can be transplanted in, let me be friends with flowers every day, take flowers as companions, absorb fresh flowers and breath fragrant flowers, in this way, I can be saved as a person who is weak to the state of wasteland because I don’t hear the breath of spring. May I have a good dream tonight, dreaming that the flowers are blooming and the moon is on the sky. — Strong wind on Tuesday, March 20, 2012

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