A few days later, I was invited to a few friends. When I hurried downstairs in the area of the path, a gentle breeze blowing in the breeze, the sweet scented osmanthus fragrance contains the fragrance, caress my skin, I suddenly feel that God, like, the most gentle woman had encountered in my bunk in the light stroking my hair, and stroked me skin, whisper of her mind. Her fragrance, like the fragrance of the breeze in the implication, let my heart crisp. This crisp fragrance Oh, can let the time stop, the time is not old.

Not real is not long, but the path is not far enough, the old my life on the road is not long. I have to cherish the fragrance around her, she is so beautiful. So, I jogged back, turn around, and then stroll in real, mesmerizing illusory dream, so very attentively; return, for a long time can not bear to leave.

I just indulge in the sweet scented osmanthus fragrance. Back home, my heart and breath the fragrance overflowing fragrance in mind in the intersection, she let me always moved from time to time at!

The autumn rain rain rain, a cool autumn rain. I love the rain, even the howling autumn rainy night, rain and rain, let me relaxed and happy.

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The yellow leaves Xiao Xiaoluo, do not think the autumn rain incense. The rain outside the window line from the rain, the rain in the rain is the fragrance, hook, bait, is the sweet scented osmanthus fragrance. The rain to go fishing in my mind, the long rain line pulled me into the night rain curtain of Middle East Lake sweet osmanthus tree. The sky is black, the rain is cold, but fragrant. When the sweet scented osmanthus trees, Weng Weng depressed to stand in their place, the canopy leaf reflects the night light, from time to time on the wet. I do not see but can smell the fragrance of osmanthus. The rain is more and more close, the night under the rain like a get out of gauze, gauze covered in fragrance, I smell in the gauze, the gauze in reverie.

The wind and rain, sunset and the maple leaf, orange yellow and red persimmon, and this is not because of time and space and filled with fragrance, filled my heart.

Such a fall, is my heart full of autumn!