Wisteria

I have never seen wisteria. I live in the cold and remote north. In the dream of half asleep and half awake, purple flowers are covered with winding vines. It is not as gorgeous as Peony, but dazzling and brilliant. It is not as straightforward as the summer sunshine, dazzling and dazzling. It flows with the fragrance like Magnolia, brimming with the refreshing Lotus in the pond, circling the gentle elegance of three slow tunes, permeating the hazy atmosphere of the iris Manor, pouring out the softness like curtains, silky and soft, ring around around. In a thin and cloudy weather, my heart burst out with ecstasy. Dreamlike, it can become a flower sea by itself in the open place of mountains and turn into a fairyland on earth. People who support the old and bring the young are like weaving. Human beings create life with both hands, and step on the comfort of life under their feet. In the courtyard of Yu’s home, it can be a place of shade, fresh air, a rocking chair, an old man, a book, a memory, with the change of sunlight, sink down, sink down …… at this time, the Earth is green, thriving in vitality, spectacular, tonalide EMI of spectacular. Childhood is a hard time for parents. They exchange their youth for our growth. It is our flesh-and-blood long Vine. Now there are all kinds of pity for my father on the bed. At the same time, pity extends to every old man like vines. Fraternity belongs to humans. The love in youth includes the romance of wisteria pattern, a poetic love, which sticks to the world of materialistic desires. The swirling love in the twilight years is as vivid and unique as the purple petals. But today, a blurred breath is transmitted from a distance along the Sound, circling and lingering. The Moon Represents our young hearts, which are as charming as wisteria flowers, as clear and sweet as honey, as soft as silk and bamboo, and as romantic and gentle. Beauty stops in size. Love life, love life passion. There is a special taste and interest in drinking tonight. To test a kind of ability in the true and false, you know the way of the Book of Changes. The trivial things are covered, showing a realm. Time flows, and time shines with gold. Memory is like a flower, climbing on the vine of time. Like wisteria flowers. In the dream of half asleep and half awake, I saw, saw, shaking the sea of wisteria flowers with long spikes in the wind. I ecstasy. Spring elimination snow

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