Powder such as shame face, white as cloud cutting, string pendant, high and low, pieces of oval small green leaves as the base, a tree is symmetrical and chic, leisurely and standing. Suddenly, the fragrance of flowers becomes more and more intense, and the smell is refreshing.

However, at that time, she didn't like acacia flowers, probably because there were everywhere in the north of Shannan Village, and she couldn't look for it; Or a simple and elegant fried locust leek, the taste is too bland.

Nowadays, the locust tree is rare to see, and the refreshing aroma and sweet feeling of déjà vu are long gone.

Is it the acacia flowers that remind her of the past that haunts her dreams, or the carefree old times, which always diffuse the fragrance of locust flowers? And everything about him lingers in my head......

Leaving the campus and entering the society, the high spirits of the year seemed to be quietly withdrawn by time, and all the fiery tentacles in his thoughts slowly curled up into the corners of ordinary life, and he was at a loss.

Avoiding the thrill and panic brought by the wind and waves, the temporary comfort and stability, he regarded it as the norm like self-paralysis, indulged in it and was unwilling to extricate himself, and he even hoped that this state could last and last.

The setting sun dyed the sky red with the last shred of strength, and the sparkling river left the footprints and directions of the east wind when it came. The fishing boat returns late, the willows dance, and the curtain slowly divides the day and night into each other without disturbing each other.

On the bank of the river, the bombastic down-and-out young man maintained his justifiable gnawing old with a family relationship thicker than water, and he even used the cruelty of life to weaken his unemployed worthlessness, and also brought his self-abandonment and willful exile.

Once, he was also a young man as charming as light, but now, he can only show his strength in "Glory of Kings". The exhaustion of his parents was not worth mentioning in his heart.

The only time she yelled at him: there are thousands of motives and meanings for reading, but this is by no means a way to expand the way of thinking and build up the vocabulary in the case of unreasonable quibbles, so as to prevent all the possibility of embarrassing herself.

He said lightly: A million bride price, you sold yourself!

She turned her face with tears streaming down her face, leaving everything behind, but never told him that her father had been in a car accident and was dying.

It's another year of acacia flowers, but the air is filled with bitter taste.

"Mom, what kind of flower is that?"

"It's a locust flower."

"Are acacia flowers sweet?"

"Acacia flowers...... Not sweet......"

The woman's eyes became moist, she raised her face, a gust of wind, and snow fell all over the trees.