借时光之手,暖一束花开。在已经逝去的时光里,我经受了颇多,有些许感悟。感谢那些人,那些事,还有那山。送花老者八月的早晨,空气中充斥着炎热,我打开所有设备之后,便开始了一天的忙碌。一位老者办理业务之后,并没有立即离去,而是在柜台前对我笑了笑。我心中甚是疑惑,“难道是我把钱算多了?”没等我思考完,他的举动立即打消了我的疑虑,只见他从袋子里拿出一大捧桂花,小心翼翼地把它塞进我的窗口,然后还是同样地笑着,随即转身离开了。之 By the hand of time, a bunch of warm flowers. In the time gone, I have experienced a lot, a little perception. Thank those people, those things, and the mountain. In the morning of August, flowers were filled with hot air. After I opened all the equipment, I started a busy day. An old man after the business, did not leave immediately, but smiled at me in front of the counter. My heart is very puzzled, “Do I count the money?” "I did not wait for the end of thinking, his move immediately dispelled my doubts, I saw him out of the bag a big sweet-scented osmanthus, carefully Pushed it into my window, then smiled equally, then turned away. It