In the haziness, I saw swaths of cherry blossoms, blooming with their unique pink color. The petals were blown down by the wind as densely as snow, dancing elegantly. In the distance, a woman in white gauze happened to look at the man in front of her with a smile. She couldn't see the man's appearance clearly. I feel that he is smiling, smiling softly. Behind the falling cherry blossom petals, his beautiful figure is reflected. The woman's gauze and tassels are gently fluttering in the wind. The thin hair is constantly entangled with the cherry blossom petals. Beautiful, beautiful, it seems to smell the smell of happiness.
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