Recently, I have been extremely busy with no time to write, and I feel my writing skills have significantly declined. One morning, walking to work through the campus paths, I noticed a rich, fragrant aroma enveloping the area, as if moving through a warm screen of scented wind. I then realized it was the bone-penetrating osmanthus fragrance season of August. Coinciding with a company event, I wrote this poem to match the occasion.

This image was personally created by me, please excuse its shortcomings : )