You smile like the sun in March.
You appear like a breeze.
Streets Of London.Your slender tender and bustling figure behavior between misfits.
Big Ben.You face in smile into the light and shadow.
In the library.You read down eyelash and nose incitement as the most beautiful scenery.
If I were the sun, I only wish to embrace summer breeze away.
你的微笑似三月暖阳.
你的出现似一缕清风.
伦敦街头.你修长身影举手投足间的温柔与繁华格格不入.
大本钟下.你侧脸中微笑的弧度没入光与影之间.
图书馆中.你垂头看书煽动的睫毛与鼻翼仿佛此间最美风景.
如若我是烈阳，我只希望拥抱微风带走酷暑.