? In the process of 20 17, I met her, a woman who walked like the wind.
? Our relationship began with the fragrance of the soul, and she came to match the fragrance of the soul.
? She came to match the fragrance of the soul many times, and each time it changed with the breath, it was slightly different. What remains unchanged is her faint, meticulous and delicate feeling, just like a wisp of osmanthus fragrance.
One day, I received a gift, and after opening the exquisite package, it was the following gift, which was really touching.
? It's like going back in time, returning to Luoyang city in those days, and people are coming and going. As the crowd came to a house, a couple of women were in the spring room. Sister is combing her hair and putting it on her.
? Two people have fun together; Help the piano together; Sing together, sisterhood!
? As time went on, my sister married away from home, and the two sisters separated from each other and never met again.
? Later, something happened at home, and my little sister was never as warm as her sister. She deeply remembers her sister's feelings in that life.
? I don't know when I will meet an old friend in my life. Looking around, I look familiar, but I smile and ask if I am an old friend?
? It doesn't matter whether an old friend is an old friend or not. What's important is that at this moment, with the gift of love, the love it conveys exists in the world through the ages, and each of us can feel it.
? I have a comb and I can't put it down. I always have it with me. Every time I use a comb, I often think of the woman who is as light and fragrant as osmanthus, and I also think of the peony at the gate of Luoyang.
? I often wonder if I should go to Luoyang when the peony is in full bloom, to see the peony, to find the beautiful woman, to see if her breath is still at the gates of Luoyang, and to see if she has left anything in the distant shadow at the gates.
? Peony or sisterhood!