Section 1 The aroma is sultry
The aroma is sultry
I was drunk when I typed those words on the keyboard – I was already in the scent. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Every year at this time, this familiar and fresh fragrance will come as promised. At this moment, sitting in the study, the wisps of fragrance came with the autumn breeze, and the room was full of fragrance.
The osmanthus trees in the campus garden have been there since I came to school. Whenever the osmanthus flowers are fragrant, I get excited. This is the best time of the year, how long the osmanthus blooms, how long I am excited.
Although I bathe in this intoxicating fragrance every year, I always don't know when the osmanthus blossoms bloom, so I am always surprised.
This year was the same, it was past 10 o'clock that night, I passed the playground tiredly, thinking about my thoughts as I walked: it was always raining, and I couldn't climb the mountain.
Suddenly, a faint fragrance wafted in, blowing my sense of smell. I subconsciously stopped and waited quietly. Ouch, another wisp of cinnamon finally pounced on me. Before I could take a deep breath, the aroma left me. This indistinent aroma is to tell me: the osmanthus is about to bloom, and I will report to you first.
Well, I know. It's like this every year, always inadvertently, the osmanthus that blooms at the front of the flowering season will be fragrant and convey the message of flowering. And this osmanthus that is the first to bloom is a young sapling planted on the side of the campus road, and the sun is abundant, so that they are also childish and always hang on the branches first, so the fragrance can not last long.
Just this light fragrance quickly changed my mood, and I knew that the day of the campus osmanthus fragrance was coming. Facing the garden where the osmanthus tree lives, my heart is full of blossoms and fragrance.
The aroma of osmanthus is my favorite. There is no other incense in the world that makes me so intoxicated and obsessed.
Therefore, from the moment I felt the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, I yearned for it every day. No matter how busy you are at this time, you will take an hour out of your evening to indulge.
Over the years, I've come up with the best way to enjoy it. That's where I'm in the athletics field all the way from the garden, and there's a section of the best place where I get to this section where I can laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh, get drunk, get drunk. It's not just a pleasant feeling, it's also wonderful.
After 9 o'clock tonight, I still couldn't wait to go downstairs, rushing to the playground like hot wheels, and trying to avoid greeting acquaintances on the way. The reason why I didn't go to the playground until after 9 o'clock, in addition to the fact that I couldn't spare any earlier time, was that the headlights were turned off on the playground after 9 o'clock, and the street lamps made the playground appear dim. This kind of light, if you meet an acquaintance, you can pretend not to see it, so that I can enjoy the gluttonous feast of this osmanthus with all my heart.
Step into the athletics field and step onto the eternal fourth runway. All the way to the north, leaping forward. The closer I get to the northeast corner of the playground, the more comfortable my heart is, and as I walk, my heart blooms with joy, haha, I can't laugh or hold back.
Ouch, the fragrance is there, that sultry fragrance! Let me smile and raise my head, take a deep breath, take a deep breath, I inhale greedily, so greedy that I can't exhale, for fear that the fragrance of osmanthus that has penetrated into my heart and entered my heart will come out again.
I don't stop at this time, because, the further I go, the stronger the aroma, which is closest to the osmanthus tree in the garden, and reaches its maximum at the end of the straight. This fragrance has entered every pore of mine, dissolved into my skin, and I am also full of fragrance.
Haha, I kept laughing and inhaling even more greedily: it smells so good, the aroma is so wonderful. I kept breathing hard, intoxicated by the cinnamon fragrance. I think I must have looked stupid at this time, because I clearly felt that some students next to me slowed down, raised their heads to look at the sky, and heard someone whispering: What is in the sky?
Silly boy. Haha, I laughed in my heart.
Moving on, the aroma faded, faded. I left the aroma behind. Then, I walked into the aroma again, and then left, and I couldn't smell it at all. And so on and so forth, coalescing and merging. I like it, it's four minutes and 12 seconds to walk around this playground. And the aromatic part is only a short minute.
I like to walk every 320 meters, and meet again with the fragrance of this osmanthus flower. I like the process of first lightening, then thickening, and then lightening. It's like meeting a good friend ten times (ten times because I walk around here ten times a night). )。 And these ten times are also like receiving beautiful gifts again and again, and it is more like God giving me ten wonderful rewards and being happy ten times.
Every night, no matter how happy I am, I will leave the playground satisfied after these ten hugs. I enjoyed the whole flowering season as usual, but there would always be one night when I came to the garden, walked under the osmanthus trees, invited a branch of osmanthus by the dim light, looked at the petals that were the size of a grain of rice, and then repeated what I had said countless times: such a simple flower, but such a noble fragrance......!
2012-9-20
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