你若安好,便是晴天。四月,一个花开的季节,一个容易做梦的季节,一个承载着希冀的季节。杭州,一个如诗的地方,一个如画的地方,一个让人如痴如醉的地方。四月的杭州,更是烟水迷离,美得不可形容。我在书中看到了这般景色,便为之着迷。正当我沉醉之时,微风轻拂,无意间翻动了书页,我便遇见了林徽因。一个生于杭州,逝于杭州,一生优雅而理智的女子。林徽因是一个从容的女子。她从不自是年少而倾负韶华,也从不因 your happiness is the sun in my world. April, a blossoming season, an easy to dream season, a season of hope. Hangzhou, a poetic place, a picturesque place, a mesmerizing place. April in Hangzhou, smoke and water is blurred, the United States could not describe. I was fascinated by the scenery I saw in my book. While I was intoxicated, the breeze breeze, accidentally turned the page, I met Lin Huiyin. Born in Hangzhou, died in Hangzhou, a lifetime of elegant and sensible woman. Huiyin is a calm woman. She never fell in love with Shaohua young, never give up