The sun earnestly sets into the reddening West Sky. In the evening after the rain, I’ve discovered the Fragrance of Summer. The gathered light shines. If I clear my memories a bit, I’ll remember the face of my friends. The fragrance of that Evening Summer Sky from my tender days smile from my heart as I remember my memories from that Summer. The ripening Physalis liven the Summer Festival. My heart start fidgeting with the sound of those bells. The cicadas boisterously sing. As I take a walk through the trees, I remember the days of back then. Gently and close to my ears, I hear the whispers of my nostalgic days which haven’t changes since then, they ring from within my heart. A person protects those precious to them. A person learns from experience. My late grandfather repeated that to me, those precious words lie within my heart. The fragrance of that Evening Summer Sky from my tender days, Since then, it hasn’t changed at all, such warmth continues to spread. I remember my memories from that Summer.
Posted on: Sat, 20 Sep 2014 15:17:03 +0000
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