又逢盛夏,不知木槿开花了么?我已太久没有真实地触摸她了,梦里却是寻她千百度,蓦然回首,遍地繁花。丛丛簇簇,柔枝密叶,花满枝头,亭亭玉立于广袤原野的房前屋后、田头地角、墙边坎上,一屏屏固执地回旋在梦境中。梦中,我是木槿,木槿即我,我们重合在溶溶月色中。晚风一吹,繁花落尽,心却依旧迎风翱翔—— Every summer, I do not know the flowering of hibiscus it? I have not really touched her for too long, the dream is to find her thousands of Baidu, I look back, flowers everywhere. Clumps of clusters, soft branches dense leaves, full of branches, slim stands in the vast fields of the front room, field angle to the wall ridge, a screen stubbornly maneuver in the dream. Dream, I am a hibiscus, hibiscus that I, we coincide in the soluble moonlight. Breeze blowing, flowers are done, the heart is still the wind soar -