The throbbing of youth is a sunflower,
towards the direction of the sun,
Blooming with charming fragrance;
…
light blue kite,
Fly with the wind,
free and at ease
…
Through the sun-drenched hyacinths,
On the other side of the wind,
me
wave to you
…
ps: This article is relatively relaxed. It is a novice article, not a universal heroine. I don't like to click on the cross in the upper right corner and refuse to make a fool of myself (Xuan Xuan drinks tea and looks at the sky)