Purple Ling Xiang overflow visitors drunk, colorful string fragrance. Mixed vines interwoven in the corridor frame, blooming lilac flowers between the vines, string inflorescences hanging gently, emitting a light fragrance, occasionally breeze, flowers swaying in the wind, like wind bells, empty and artsy. As far as the eye could reach, the grains of wisteria flower spike were full, and clusters of purple flowers poured down like waterfalls, like the purple wind chimes hanging on the tree tops, purple with blue, rosy clouds, touching the soul.