Spring has arrived again, and the school's wisteria flowers have bloomed again. The senior students all say that wisteria flowers are the patron saint of lovers in this school. During the season when wisteria flowers bloom, lovers who talk to each other under the wisteria tree can overcome various obstacles such as entering school and separation and stay together forever.
Where is my spring? Is it my childhood sweethearts Lin Aoran and Xiao Shi, or is it Tu Yang who suddenly made my heart flutter?
Is that legend true? Or the colorful whims of youth?
The wisteria bloomed again, and he stood under the wisteria trellis, waving to me and calling my name softly.
In the dream, flowers fall and bloom again, how many spring twilights are there?
Wisteria flowers silently watched our young and frivolous young people grow up rapidly on campus.
"Will you come back this time next year?" He asked softly in my ear.
"As long as the wisteria flowers are still blooming." I looked at him with a smile and said firmly.
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