[REVIEW] I wander out of sight at the end of the veranda, watching the square edge locate chrysanthemums, elegant fragrance, in the warm autumn warm gentle care of remarkable grace ,, especially intoxicating chrysanthemum, I filled in between the heart, inexplicable bursts traction contact spirit and throbbing. I still remember is that in the age of the fall, I met her.Since her special love because of chrysanthemums, Know Her, because of her, and I dwell on the daisy puzzled love, chrysanthemum has quietly become my favorite. Since then, I have become accustomed to the taste of chrysanthemum, strangled me along with her general feeling wonderful, confusing, difficult relieved.Then she really gone quiet my heart, but I was lured by the scent of autumn in the sentimental occasion, lost, not into her mind ,, a stray, wandering to a long, and until now her reunion, only to discover that I suddenly deep love for her, just like the flowers soil deeply Lianzhao. I wander in to see no end in sight veranda, watching the square edge locate chrysanthemums, elegant fragrance, in the warm autumn warm gentle care of remarkable grace ,, especially intoxicating chrysanthemum is fragrant, filled in my heart, inexplicable bursts traction contact spirit and throbbing.Has thus made me remember his unique grace, extraordinary charm, obsessed with himself and emotional anesthesia my nerves a long-lost feeling very hot mixed with the smell just like ripples stirred up, turned out that the age of autumn Ju Xiang still, I have no lovestruck waiting, others missed the flowering season of waiting, but also wasting a beautiful encounter ,, however, now looking back, how late did not? Heart is very slim in a loss, the road, I do not wear a sorrowful eyes look green in front of the dense fog, my tears in the autumn wind, never have a chance to look back, I realize I have not read their favorite people in a hurry the left her, sorry.At this point I would rather lose memory, but I know of; it is still the age of Qiu Ju Hong, year spent similar, each year is different, and this year’s big dream is long overdue that the age of the birth of the dream, is also a dream has not been achieved, it is this, now seems distant, deep and desolate.