"It's really been a few years since I haven't seen that sycamore tree."
I still remember that year, my mother brought back a sister who was unwilling to speak and always had a sullen face. I tried every means to make her laugh, but she didn't seem to like me very much. Until that day, I didn't know what my mother said to her. She squatted in the corner and cried all afternoon. Maybe when I stretched out my hand to her, she seemed to have caught something. From that day on
She has a slight crush on me
Later we played together in my grandma's yard
Listen to grandma telling stories about the sycamore tree
We spent countless seasons together
Why did we break up later? I don't want to mention it.
It wasn't until the year I got a job that I discovered a sycamore tree behind the office building.
The faint fragrance floats slowly in the wind
Familiar things that were dormant deep in the memory were brought out.
"Although I have missed many scenery of sycamore trees containing flower buds, I don't want to miss you."
In the end, the sycamore tree is still the sycamore tree behind the office building. Although it lacks the fun of the sycamore tree in grandma's yard, it will be wonderful as long as the two girls are still there.
"Seeing the phoenix tree again, it's nothing more than that."
Intention: May you be treated with gentleness in this world.