The wind caresses the green shadows. I don't know whether the wind will calm down first or the shadows will stop first. The cicadas on the branches still kept chirping, but they didn't know that the tree wanted to be quiet, but the wind didn't stop. The river breeze caressed the shade of the willow trees. If you want to know what happened next, just look at the cluster of green clusters outside the window.
This article is relaxing, giving a journey to the love and dreams we want to pursue. Don't let regrets accumulate. I hope you don't have any youth to lose in the end, pen refill.