一阵微风轻轻拂过,粉红色的樱花树上飘落许多花瓣,似翩翩粉蝶,悄无声息地飞舞着。粉红色的花卷成最美的弧度,恰似她微微上扬的嘴角。她,双目失明,孤零零的一个人,她的世界里只有无边的黑暗。它,一只斑点狗,琥珀色的眸子滴溜溜地转,转过了十二个春秋。它陪着她看了十二年的樱花雨,每当粉红色的樱花落在她指尖时,细腻的触感使她嘴角微微上 A gentle breeze gently brushed, pink cherry tree falling many petals, like elegant butterfly, silently flying. Pink flower into the most beautiful arc, just as she slightly up the mouth. She, a blind man, a lonely man, had boundless darkness in her world. It, a dalmatian, amber eye drops slowly, turned twelve spring. It accompanied her to see the twelve years of cherry blossom rain, whenever the pink cherry falls on her fingertips, the delicate touch makes her mouth slightly