The Aroma of The Sun

When I woke up this morning, the warm and fresh air, with a little graceful aroma which I had never experienced before, reminded me that I was in a golden world, which was created by a magic decorator, the sun. He dyed my curtain gold. The magic permeated through the curtain , and spread all over my little world.I noticed that there was a golden magic stick , penetrating through the cranny between the two pieces of my curtain, shining in the air. Looking along the beam to the end, I discovered a surprise —the narcissus, which has been reticent for several weeks, has finally bloomed bathed in the rays of the rising sun. It received a golden skirt as a gift. What's more, the sun transformed the dust , floating in the air, into muses in white to dance around the fragile but vital life in honor of it birth. I stared at the picture, feeling a wisp of fragrance crept into my heart, and I cannot stop plunging to the source of the tempting aroma. Standing beside it, I had a new treasure about the collection of the aromas of the sun.