Orange Scented Spring Breeze

I followed the light and came to the starry night Hope to meet you in Ruo Zhaoxia You stand in the distant mountains, your face is picturesque This moment carries thousands of words please let me touch you Even if it disappears in an instant I wish I could kiss you Even if the words turn into flowers and tears Dusk falls, the sand of lovesickness falls I am willing to accompany you to count all the bright stars for the sake of the moonlight May the breeze bring you the fragrance of flowers At this moment… The clear river expresses purity and gentleness The golden light of time is reflected in the river and hidden in the clouds... The spring breeze in my life is not a season It's your temperature Concept: lighthearted and funny daily workplace writing