Pick sweet-scented osmanthus and talk about your mood.

The mood of picking osmanthus is as follows:

1. You said osmanthus flies ten miles, but I think tulips are enchanting. Recently, the weather has gradually warmed up, and the fragrance of tulips has also come out. As long as the window in my house is not closed tightly, there will be many bees parked on the screen window outside. How strange you say!

2. The autumn wind walked through the eaves, awakened the sweet-scented osmanthus in the shallow dream, and floated a faint fragrance. The bright moon spilled all over the floor, illuminating the missing person. The autumn wind swept over the figure, and the moon shadow wandered alone. With such a night color, many people like to brew good wine with misty melancholy and words, put love in words, and dance the future with words. I like this, too. With words, my heart is naturally carefree.

Clusters of sweet-scented osmanthus are covered with branches, and the golden petals look a little jasper against the green leaves, but they don't lose their atmosphere.