转眼又是四月天罢。看看又是一年春风,固执的雨滴拍打着开得绚烂的桃花,看着这些依旧挂在树头笑得妖娆的花朵,“枝迎南北鸟,叶送往来风”却又那么高贵而又遗世独立。一阵风过,花瓣簌簌的落下,似下起一场粉红色的雨,当花瓣离开时,暗香浮动,可那原本完整的花儿从此便受了伤,变得残缺不全。可这场春风啊,撩拨起了心里的那根弦,一吹便是许多年。民国男子多如天空中闪耀着的星辰,可偏偏是那颗无情的照亮了张爱玲。人生中能够相遇,是一件多么幸 Blink of an eye again in April strike. Look again is the spring of one year, stubborn raindrops splashed open gorgeous peach blossom, watching these are still hanging in the tree smiling enchanting flowers, “branches welcome North and South birds, leaves sent to the wind” but then Noble and left independent. A gust of wind, petals fall, seems to rise from a pink rain, when the petals leave, subtle fragrance floating, but then the original flower from the whole was injured, become incomplete. May this spring, ah, tease up the heart of the string that blow is for many years. Republic of China, such as men in the sky shining stars, but why is that heartless bright Zhang Ailing. How fortunate it is to meet in life