Spring goes and spring returns, the tide rises and falls.

Year after year, it passed in a hurry. [Biqu Ge free reading.>

All the days are getting farther and bleaker, only when the crape myrtle is in full bloom, those memories, those memories floating in Hunt Qi's head, will rush back again, with the memories that accompany you to grow up, and make that romantic promise.

When crape myrtle and Lu were in the past, the two sat together on this crape myrtle tree engraved with their memories to see if the "growing with you" back then was like when they were children, and whether the carved appearance had changed?

As the tree grows, the carved words also change, becoming longer, rougher, and deeper. As in the depths of memory, deeply rooted.

The warm and slender fingers held the Qianqian jade fingers, and gently stroked the scratches carved on the tree, as if he held her hand back then, and carved marks on the tree with a knife.

A soft voice whispered in his ear: "Do you know, county lord? When is crape myrtle the most beautiful. ”

Crape myrtle looked at the crape myrtle flowers blooming under the moonlight, and the palace lamp hung on the tree, illuminating the blooming crape myrtle flowers.

Under the blowing of the evening breeze, the crape myrtle flowers dragged the soft light, slowly swaying their beautiful figures, and I don't know whether the leaves or crape myrtle flowers made a rustling sound.

The beautiful voice accompanied by the gentle whisper of Hunt Qi, as if playing a mysterious and touching music, fluttering around the crape myrtle tree, listening to the music of the poplar, admiring her noble dance, soft and moaning coquettishness.

Crape Myrtle's heart moved, remembering the flower language of crape myrtle, a faint fragrance of purple flowers wafted out of her body, sensing that crape myrtle was communicating with her, and she was intoxicated by the crape myrtle flower's idiotic words: "People have a heart, flowers have flower language, and crape myrtle flowers have her flowering period." Crape myrtle flowers are the most beautiful now. ”

A crape myrtle flower fell on crape myrtle's hair, adding elegance to her flamboyance, and Jia Qi couldn't help but pluck this crape myrtle flower, put it on the tip of her nose and gently smelled the faint fragrance of crape myrtle flowers, and absorbed the fragrance of crape myrtle flowers. The eyes are gentle like water, and you can look at the beautiful woman in front of you through the petals.

The crystal clear eyes, as if it were a deep and quiet pool of autumn water, looked at the crape myrtle in his hand, indulged in his tenderness, smiled back at him, and the flowers were in full bloom.

Suddenly, the crape myrtle flower on the tip of her finger disappeared and was put on her sideburns: "The crape myrtle at this time is the most beautiful!" Wear crape myrtle and you'll have good luck. Get rid of the troubles of the world and grow up happily. ”

The gentle and refreshing autumn breeze blew across her face, she felt a kind of warmth caressed by him, quietly listened to his gentle words, and revealed the most beautiful secret of crape myrtle for her: "County Lord, do you know? Crape myrtle flowers are most beautiful when they first bloom, and at this time, you can still hear the sound of flowers blooming. ”

An ethereal voice like a deep valley sounded: "When did you find out?" ”

"The article of Your Excellency is quiet, and the bell and drum tower is engraved and leaked. Sitting alone at dusk who is the companion, crape myrtle flower to crape myrtle lang. ”

This flower is not unfamiliar, I have seen it since I was a child, because I didn't care, there was nothing. Since I met crape myrtle flowers, I have come and gone full of crape myrtle flowers.

Since then, I have paid more attention to crape myrtle flowers, and crape myrtle and crape myrtle bloom everywhere.

Eight years after leaving the house, he transplanted the crape myrtle tree engraved with "grow with you" from the house, listened to Mr. lectures during the day, and sat in the house at night, reviewing the articles taught by Mr. during the day, and there was silence around, looking at the crape myrtle tree growing outside the window, and the branches climbed around the courtyard.

The crape myrtle has already bloomed, and the flowers are white, red, and purple, all of which are faint, pink and delicate. It's beautiful.

"This tree has been with him for eight years, I wonder what the county lord has grown? When he grows up, the county lord doesn't know how to fall into the city? He casually put down the book in his hand, walked out of the house, stroked the trunk of the tree, the petals fell one after another, and the flower branches trembled and trembled, as if to tell Hunting Qi: Hunting Qi don't be like this, it's so itchy.

He often whispered to her under the tree, and promised to give her a romantic fifteen nights.

The color of crape myrtle is very beautiful and delicate, giving people a beautiful and poetic picture.

When preparing for the construction of the county lord's mansion, he thought that he would definitely transplant this crape myrtle tree that had accompanied him for eight years and plant it in the mansion to witness their growth again.

Nine years on, this crape myrtle tree has grown intricately and luxuriantly, growing many branches around the tree to climb around, rolling around, on the intertwined branches are full of white, red, purple crape myrtle flowers, the faint color is very charming.

When they meet eight years later, their interweaving may be like this intricately rooted crape myrtle tree, which makes people have infinite reverie!

Jia Qi gently stroked the tender skin exposed on the crape myrtle tree, the flower branches trembled, and let out a cry: "Itchy, don't scratch it." Otherwise I'm angry. ”

Ziwei grabbed her naughty hand and helped the crape myrtle tree to intercede: "Don't scratch, don't you know that the crape myrtle tree is afraid of itching, if you annoy it and throw us all to the ground, I fell and injured, you will be responsible!" ”

"Hehe, what did the county lord say?" Hunt Qi looked at Ziwei with a smile in her eyes, and held her slightly cool little hand with her backhand. Put it in your hand and warm it.

"Hehe, the crape myrtle tree is a famous itchy tree, you scratch the tree to make the sound of the flower branches trembling, it is the sound of crape myrtle protest, roses have flower language, crape myrtle flowers also have flower language, these plants have their own emotional world like people, if you often get close to it, take it as a friend, it will be friends with you, tell you its thoughts, see the heart of the flower for a long time, naturally you will understand the meaning of its words. This is the language of flowers. ”

"Do you believe that I will give you a romantic night tonight?" Ziwei was silent.

"County Lord, you know the language of flowers, why don't you understand people's hearts, the crape myrtle tree grows with you, I want to be here, looking for the most beautiful night." Listen to the crape myrtle bloom and let them whisper to you, county lord, give you your fifteenth birthday, okay? What a romantic night it will be. ”

After Hunt Qi finished speaking, she lay on the wooden board again, and lay on the wooden board with her long hand holding Ziwei and her clothes, the wooden board was pressed so that "squeak" sounded, Ziwei was embarrassed, the night covered the embarrassment on her face, and she twisted her body away from him.

"Be careful, don't fall" the long hand pulled the moving body back again.

Ziwei wanted to move again, her body was imprisoned, and she reached out to push her heavy body: "Don't, stay away from me." ”

Before Ziwei could make the next move, Hunt Qi's voice completely shocked her, and her moving body stopped struggling: "Shhhh Don't make any more noise, it's late at night, the flowers will bloom soon, and you can hear the sound of the flowers blooming in a while. ”

The two of them lay on the narrow plank, guarding the opening of the flowers, waiting to hear the sound of the flowers blooming.

"County Lord, did you hear that?"

"I hear you. It's a very soft, subtle sound, you can hear it..."

Eight years ago, he followed the footsteps of the prince into the prince's mansion, and saw a small figure in a pink dress rushing over from a distance, holding a crape myrtle flower in her hand, and shouting to the prince: "Father, father." ”

Before he arrived, he was tripped by a branch under his feet, and the prince stood still and did not move, nor did he say that he would hug her, nor did he say that he would not hug her, so he looked at him silently to see how he reacted.

Ziwei Hua threw out of the distance, she lay on the ground, saw her father's expression was very strange, and with her father's gaze turned to him, she saw a very handsome young man.

Ziwei grinned, her mouth that was about to cry was pursed, she couldn't help but be coquettish, and when she saw him, she didn't cry or make trouble, she just looked at him with a pair of clear eyes, and called out for a long time: "Big brother." Big brother, big brother. ”。

The crisp child's voice changed his indifferent expression, he stood in front of her, looking silently, his small body was half covered by the grass, and the immature voice finally woke him up; "Big brother, big brother. You're the new big brother, right? ”

He opened his little hand to hug him, and after hesitating for a while, he finally walked over and picked up the little flesh that was lazy on the ground and refused to get up. Pick up the crape myrtle flower on the ground and stuff it into your little hand.

This is crape myrtle,

It's the county lord.

It's his wife.

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