When the sun is so. Woman. Flatter. The light on the lotus pond, the laughter buried in the crowd so easily made her mood very good.

She looked at the lotus leaves growing out of the lake across the lake, and the water waves in the fields were hidden underneath.

She prefers to walk around the hundreds of meters wide pool and look at the trees on Beishan Street in the distance. Shade.

If the closest thing is the stretch of greenery by the river opposite, half-blocking the traffic flow of the front and rear cars for just three or four meters, in its just smooth driving, many white cars cross the dense trees and appear right behind the next one.

Most of the people in the car would also have crossed the misty lake, the dense figures on the white causeway, and the girl in a beige robe near the very top of its arch. Light. Soft. of those who sit on a fence that is not high.

Perhaps it is the most heartwarming back in this piece of shadow longing.

Back in her view, a little more up from the edge of the lake, it was easy to see another small tower sticking out of the shadows of the blurred trees, and the fog was thicker and more hazy than the greenery around it.

In the distant mountains and near the wilderness, there are several layers of light, and the sunlight shines in several faint bands of light.

She walked downhill with the crowd by the broken bridge, taking in the lively scenes on both sides of the pomegranate tree road, and it happened to appear on her screen. Taste.

Sitting in the Moon Wave Pavilion near the lake on the White Causeway, let the tourists around her come and go, she leaned against the pillars and squinted slightly in front of her.

The gray-haired old man on the same dark cyan seat opposite was looking ahead with a cane, and the figure there was longing for the figure, even sitting there felt lively.

The cold breeze from the lake was easily greeted by her spacious beige coat. to hers. body.

"Don't you feel so cold?"

She glanced at the young man leaning on the backrest beside her, and hurriedly put the light blue bag to herself with both hands. Bosom. Village. Embrace. Tight. Somewhat, it's really warmer.

He nodded, obviously not in the mood, didn't want to say a word, his brain was groggy, and he wanted to be dull forever.

When that sleepiness hit, she couldn't do it anymore. Repress. System. Stay, I can feel the bag in my arms loosen a little in my consciousness, and open a slight opening. Sew, no abnormality, fell asleep again.

In that ethereal world, she fell into the clouds, her body was light and fluttering, but she was not under her control, and the hazy world between the world blurred her vision and mind.

It was as if the first bleak wind of late autumn was blowing, and when she clearly felt that the cold could not be suppressed, the scene in front of her was so clearly presented in her field of vision.

She glanced at the same arms beside her. Wrap. Tight. His own youth he seems to sleep. It's not very deep, and the eyelashes move a few times from time to time.

She looked at it for a moment, but decided to say, "It's too cold here, let's go." Again. Sleep. If you go down, you guess you're going to catch a cold. ”

He opened his eyes naturally, but the confusion in his eyes made him do nothing else for a while, as if he had maintained a long time. Move. as needed. Hemp. Wooden for a while.

Of course, she wouldn't have known that the moment he was woken up from such a deep sleep, he was thinking where was this?

The girl next to him looked at him, and he was still wondering who she was.

There are few such experiences, that is, after a while, the whole world is clearly presented in front of his eyes, but the dull feeling in his heart has not dissipated, and there is a special desire to go to a crowded place to say his thoughts, and this is it.

He's still the same ordinary little person.

He didn't have much either, but quickly packed up his things and stood in front of her.

It is estimated that most of the people who come here to play will walk through this pavilion, and there is an endless stream of people, which is much more lively than the market, and many of them are young people and boys who are about the same age as them. Schoolgirl. Beautiful. Purple. Fascinating. Red. Target.

The cold wind in that environment still can't be stopped, but there is naturally a lot of passion in my heart because there are more people.

"You don't know that I just did. Sleep. How comfortable it must be! I just saw you wake up, so strange, I thought you didn't remember me? She said happily, as if such a dream was really more beautiful than it itself brought her vitality again.

"You don't know I really forgot who you were just now." He said, and he could clearly feel his voice when he said this.

Also feel the body. Above. Meet with. On the cold wind, it is so comfortable, and there will be more thoughts about being so vulnerable.

"I've had this feeling of yours before, do you have a feeling of being abandoned by the whole world, usually in the evening. Sleep. When I wake up at night, it's dark outside, and it's strongest when you're alone, but now that I'm playing with you, it should be better. She glanced at him, a smile curling into her lips, and looked back at the path facing the lake in front of her.

He felt that there had been a similar scene before, he had lived in the world for more than 20 years, and he had lived more than once to the point that the situation began to repeat!

The eye is the rippling blue lake in the vast expanse outside the willow trees, perhaps because it is wide to the limit of the horizon, it is easier to give people some of it. Quiet. Quiet. Soft. Beauty. Rippo. Lan.