一故事起源于一朵樱花。那天,同桌兴奋地给我看了看她刚摘下的一朵还挂着露珠的樱花。“樱花?”我有些惊奇,“这种东西,学校里有吗?”“有的啊,就在我们寝室楼左边的铁门边上。那里有好大一棵樱花树。”她略显惊讶地看着我,“你从来没注意过吗?”“没有……”我看着那朵樱花,低声说。“这樱花,送你了。”她笑着把花递给我。“谢谢……”“听说,樱花下落的速度是每秒五厘 A story originated in a cherry. That day, the same table excitedly showed me the cherry that she had just picked off and hung with dewdrops. ”Sakura? “ I am a little surprised, ”This kind of thing, there are schools? “ ”Some, ah, in our dormitory floor to the left of the iron door, where there is a big cherry tree. She looked at me slightly surprised, “Have you never noticed?” “No ...” I looked at the cherry and whispered. “This cherry, send you. ” She smiled and handed me the flowers. “Thank you ...... ” "I heard that the rate of sakura drop is five percent per second