Year after year, the plum blossoms are still so fragrant

Time is like gurgling water, quietly flowing through the riverbed of the years. Year after year, the flowers bloom and fall. What changes is the surrounding scenery, but what remains unchanged is the fragrance of plum blossoms that lingers in my heart. Still remember as a kid, every winter, Merlin became our paradise. The joyful laughter at that time, together with the fragrance of plum blossoms, was treasured in the photo albums of the years. Now, as the years go by, those childhood playmates are scattered across the world. But whenever the plum blossoms are in full bloom, the familiar scent hits my nostrils, and the beautiful memories of the past flood my mind like a tide, as if everything has never changed.