Chinese trumpet creeper

Chinese trumpet creeper

The tide of life has fallen and risen , Up and down . Ten years' time can not cross the short bumps , Can't get out of the small whirlpool .
Late at night , Listen to Wutong whispering , Look at the moonlight , But it can not warm the desolate twists and turns of Lingxiao flower . After all, it's just , The sustenance of a cold wind , Shaking and falling ……