行走在牛尾草间,垂柳一蓬蓬,各种花卉凭着艳阳的势力尽兴而开,即便忘记小城的历史渊源,纯为采花而去,亦不枉此行。骑了许久,分不清东西南北,在天空与高楼交结的尽头,隔着绿荫,温暖中想起这久违的感觉——怦然心动。 Walking between the oxtail grasses, the weeping willows will be fluffy, and all kinds of flowers will flourish with the power of the sun. Even if we forget the historical origin of the town, we will go for the flowers only. After riding for a long time, I couldn't tell the things from the north to the south. At the end of the sky and the tall buildings, I felt the feeling of long absence from the warmth of the trees.