Love, like the south wind, pass through, bury the past, and gently caress the present.
In the old days, the houses in my hometown were mostly north and south, in the summer of summer, at noon, but the hall was full of southerly wind, the south wind through the hall, soothing me and countless home people's hot hearts and bodies. In this world nothing can be better than the south, I has overpromised, and gently shake the branches, it tell me it, I've never seen it, but it is easy to know every inch of my. It is the vain effort of the alien world. It is the encounter of the airflow. It is the pale and feeble thing left by the time transfer. People will not mention it sooner or later, and I, too, have not heard the wind.
Hometown by the grace of the south, the vast number of houses have been sits, people in blackout afternoon, chatting, nap, or stunned, don't blow fan less air conditioning, mountain in the south of grace.
South will distance and time is close, can hear the old man a nap snoring, rocking gently fans keep the flies away, there are ancient bard on old cicada, stubborn read sing last note, is hundreds of years old, I have jumped nearly cricket in the house, you can die a foot on it, but most of the time you didn't lift, will have delicious chicken for you solve everything.
The south wind to get up early late, in the twilight, the somebody else to talk in the cool, about always leave the food with their own kind of harvest, be rain spoiling the beans eggplant and watermelon, good scary old pumpkin, and it's a pity that no potatoes, xin kui not pepper, at such a time, but I love gourd surface, fresh and tender the gourd, and refreshing of noodles, must manually to strength, longitudinal is delicious to the intuitive plain, also not have to drink a drop left.
I really love the grass and trees here, and stubbornly think that the south wind has given everything. Hundreds of years ago my ancestors took a turn, and at the port on the other side, a gust of south wind wiped the sweat from his brow, and he pointed to it, and he laughed at it. From small to big I have expressed my feelings to my hometown countless times, but I can never, I can not draw all the appearance of my hometown, only to say that the south wind, that gusty wind.
