种桃花我命里不犯桃花。桃花与我的爱情和事业无关。桃花只和春天有过节。我时刻倦缩在无望里。推开窗棂,那么多温柔的风扑来。我把眼眸投向邻院。这些风,正是从邻院的矮墙头上漫过来。丝丝缕缕的,总有一种莫名的情感涌动。隐隐约约的,似有芬芳氤酝,似有蜜蜂喧嚣,似有人影晃动……轻盈,婀娜,娇美……竟与我的梦境有千丝万缕的联系。我心跳动着,一团烈 Peach my life does not make peach. Peach has nothing to do with my love and career. Peach blossoms and spring only. I’m always in a state of hopelessness. Open the window 棂, so many gentle wind rushed to. I turn my eyes to neighboring houses. These winds came from the short wall of the neighboring courtyard. Fishes, there is always a sense of emotion surging. Vague, it seems fragrant brew, seems to be the hustle and bustle of the bees, it seems a shadow shaking ...... light, graceful, charming ... actually with my dreams are inextricably linked. My heart beats, a group of strong