Huayu Xiaonong

During the flower rain season, he met her at the entrance of the ancient town. We held an umbrella together and walked along the bluestone road, promising to meet at the same place every year when the flowers bloom and the rain falls. Later, she traveled far away, and he went to appointments alone every year, playing a song in the rain of flowers and waiting for him. After many years, the petals were flying as before. When she turned around, she was standing at the alleyway smiling - she was waiting a little, but she would eventually arrive when the flowers bloomed and the rain fell.