sakura kiss

"Brother, I want to hear you play the piano." In the afternoon, the sun was westward.

It was still in the glass greenhouse in spring, or in the greenhouse surrounded by cherry trees.The 10-year-old Han Ziying held the 12-year-old Han Junzhe's arm and said coquettishly.

It has been three years, with this lovely sister for three years.It's not short, but it's not long either.Very happy, really happy.Looking at Han Ziying who was dawdling on his arm, who was as cute as a cat, Han Junzhe habitually stroked her head with his hand and smiled faintly.

"Ah."

Han Junzhe nodded slightly, he turned and walked to the piano, touching the black and white keys lightly, his eyes were full of tenderness.He sat down and touched the keys with his hands.

Intoxicated, also intoxicated.The sound of the piano came from the glass greenhouse, and a warm air flow bypassed every cherry tree and passed through the gardeners who were working, making people stop working and listen to the warm melody.The melody that flows out every time the keys are played is so moving, passing through the eardrums gently, leaving a faint aftertaste.Sadness, in the climactic part, heard sadness.The indescribable pain, closing the eyes, seems to see the feeling of cherry blossoms dancing in the sky.A kind of emptiness, simplicity, without losing a kind of sadness hidden in tenderness.Quietly, it seems to have entered another world.

Han Junzhe seemed to be integrated with the piano, at that time he was no longer himself, he was in his own world.It's like putting all my feelings in that world.

The singing sounded unconsciously. . .

"Beautiful cherry blossoms, ah,

Where are you flying to I see you are far away from me

why go

Why pink, no longer nostalgia...

The wind has taken you away, where are you going? The sky is full of cherry blossoms,

Don't miss the cherry blossoms anymore, you said you would protect my cherry blossoms...

Please remember me...

I can't receive your nostalgia, my heart is broken,

buried in the ground sealed

No one will understand Will you wait for me in heaven? ...

The wind blows again, and the flowers in the palm of my hand are blown away again.

No trace of lingering... Paradise,

Sakura, gone,

The wind stopped, and there were no traces..."

A few short lines followed the melody, and the singing voice was sweet, like the fragrance of flowers, not greasy.When the singing came out of Han Ziying's mouth, the voice was not too loud, it was soft and light, maybe when the wind blows, it will dissipate with the wind.However, it is different.Childish, innocent, without losing the feeling of sadness, the gentle singing voice will always stay in my heart.

It will make people look up at the sky and look at the cherry blossom petals flying above their heads, and smile at the corners of their lips. . . .

A song stopped, quiet.The two looked at each other and smiled happily.Cooperative, very tacit understanding. .

"Wow, Sakura can sing~"

Han Ziying pretended to be disdainful, "Could it be that brother only knows now?" She rolled her eyes at Han Junzhe.

"Hehe..." Han Junzhe grinned sunnyly, showing his well-placed and bright white teeth, "I am complimenting our most beautiful and singing Sakura."

He stood up, "Shall we give this song a name?" Han Junzhe rubbed his chin, thinking.

"Just call it "nice to hear"~" Han Ziying jumped in front of Han Junzhe, put her hands on her waist, and looked at him with a smirk, "How about it, can't it? Good name~ By the way, I'm hungry... "After she was finished, she heard her stomach growling, and Han Ziying wanted to go back and find something to eat.

When hearing that his own sister would actually take this. . . "Very good" name, Han Junzhe twitched the corners of his lips weakly, and gave Han Ziying a shudder.

"I told you not to sleep in class, but you actually gave me this... name!"

Holding his injured head aggrievedly, stroking this cute big bag, pursing his mouth and protesting, "Well, then you have a nice name~"

Junzhe nodded and pondered for a long time, "It's called "Sakura Kiss". Well, the beautiful cherry blossoms represent poignancy and warmth, which is very suitable." When he realized, he could no longer see his sister. up. .Moreover, it has run away without a trace.When he found out, Han Ziying was already not far outside the glass greenhouse.

"Brother, hurry up, Mrs. Li is making a big meal~ I can smell the smell of sweet and sour pork ribs..." Han Ziying yelled at Han Junzhe who was behind her, but she didn't stop to wait. his meaning.

Han Junzhe looked at Han Ziying who was about to drool very speechlessly.Why is her nose so sharp?

Sweating. . .

However, the food still has to be eaten.

"Wait for me, don't finish eating right away~" Han Ziying is a big eater- -