I miss your smell.

In the silent night, I like to cut a beautiful time, indulge in the palm print of time and miss your taste quietly! What kind of smell do you have? I won't tell you either! ! ! That smell is always rippling in the lake of my heart, blooming gently ... like it, I will miss your smell and rub it into the seeds of camphor trees. Lower your head and pick up the warmth in your memory. The air is also full of the fragrance when you first met. It is refreshing, like a breeze blowing over a willow tree and falling from the water. Put your taste into a cup of warm tea and watch the tea slowly stretch, bend into a crescent and dance in the water. Appreciate the dense tea mist, smell the faint tea fragrance, taste the shallow bitterness, and feel slightly drunk. ...

Like, will miss your taste, and you gave me a magical and colorful taste, all in my flowing words, miss a period of time-that perfect time that belongs to us ... like, will miss your taste, lightly tied in a ray of moonlight. The charming smell gradually spread in the air, overflowing layers of lush green, hills, railways, streams and bridges, intoxicated the whole night and my heart ... just because our time was in a teahouse, a seed, a crescent moon, a paragraph of text ... I remember it was silent.

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