the trails, enjoying the morning gift: thin fog and cool wind.
Just when
I am a wisp of fragrance and stop, for half an acre Hanada and joyful admiration
in a tree a tree flowers bright, a piece of bright red handed broke into my
field of vision, I froze for a moment, immediately crept to walk past, as if a
large movement of the will it like stampede.
With the advancement of
footsteps I gradually see its appearance: a cluster of flowers large, colorful,
beautiful and colorful flowers elegant shape to appear in my eyes. Every flower
red full, colourful like red, from the top down on. I leaned to sniff, like a
faint fragrance of nasal inhalation. I do not know what is the flower, can have
such graceful! Is a noble flower! The baking melted fragrance, imperceptibly
dialed the most sensitive chord.
Bow sigh, like what long in the flower
root. It is the young? I was pleasantly
surprised to go to the body. But see a