Mirage, wisteria and I

Mirage is one of my best friends. She has unique characters; so many people can't understand some of her behaviors. While I like to talk to her very much, as she is really very humorous and she can always come up with many creative ideas resulting from her distinctive way of thinking. The most important reason is that we care for each other and share almost the same interests.

Contrast to her dissatisfaction to society, she appreciates the beauty of nature very much, especially lovely flowers. When we first met, she just couldn't wait to introduce me to her favorite flower--wisteria. 

Therefore the first spring after we met, at a sunny noon we went happily to the Fu River near our school, where standed a line of wisterias. Amazed by the spectacular purple waterfall against summerhouse, I found myself standing still staring at it.

The wisteria was a splendid, like a waterfall, falling down from the sky. The colors of wisteria were not exactly the same, some were light purple, some were dark purple, just like flowing purple water. It was noon, however, the sun was suitably strong. Due to that, the wisteria, interspersed with tiny diamonds twinkling happily, wore a brilliant look.

I just standing steadily seizing every minute to enjoying the purple beauty, while Mirage was telling me, every time she looked at this wisteria waterfall, she was surprised to find her unhappiness sliding away along with this purple water and she herself was drowned in silence.

Apart from its look, wisteria had a light scent，surrounded by which， you couldn't help closing your eyes and dreaming.

Then we step into the summerhouse enveloped by wisterias, talking happily about comic, wuxia (武侠), some funny things, forgetting about any other thing certainly including the time.

As I grow up, I, little by little, know about society, which sometimes frustrates me. This memory always calms me down and reminds me life is so beautiful.