随笔，属于我的栀子花

如果说栀子花是纯洁的象征，那我的栀便是我心中深处的那一抹，洁白的“光”。

想触摸却怕玷污了这纯洁，🉑她却义无反顾地向我伸出了手。

我听见了，我听见了，属于我的光来了。

To my most beautiful gardenia———致我最纯洁的栀子花.

If the gardenia is a symbol of purity, then my gardenia is that deep shade in my heart, a pure "light," which I wish to touch but fear will taint this purity. 🉑 Yet she extends her hand to me without hesitation. I hear it, I hear it; the light for me has arrived, To my most beautiful gardenia——— to my purest gardenia.