A tree on the side of the playground crape myrtle tree blossomed, carmine, thick crammed with branches. I don't like that originally rather more color, but still can't help being impressed Miniso.
Behind the tree is neat the building and separated from the bars with a list of light green paint. Fence is not high, only about one meter, more reluctant to the location of the waist. It is a great height, both neither can keep out the scenery outside, and not too easy to cross, let the people who want to copy the trail, the but again had to leave well enough alone. Of course, if you are lazy to a certain state is another matter, like me, well, I do go over a few times wiom infant formula stage 1.
Under the tree is the new shop of rubber runway, presumably because of repair is not fully present is just a dark blue-black, than asphalt slightly deep, be an idle drop off a flower. The petals as the tree to be red, finely chopped pieces, such as rouge water embellish, lotus peak on, quite naturally at ease a lotwiom 2.
Can you imagine? In the straight side of runway, quiet stood a few open full of flowers crape myrtle tree. When you travel from below and outdated, can smell the full-bodied fragrance, the taste with a touch of deprived sweet greasy, travel with you constantly dodge, while the button is full of happiness. Cicadas, fragrance fills the air, at that moment, you will suddenly found that this is summer ah, originally are a summer now vacuum cleaner!
Have been, I have a unique love on summer. Although the hot summer, there are also some unsolicited small visitors, but it isn't the in the mind of the love. Maybe not because the summer can eat cold drink, not because the summer can wear colorful new clothes. Just really like this season, is bright, love her love her along with the gender, she made no secret of love.