"Lie down and smell the begonia flowers, the mud is dirty and the swallows are covered with snow."
The rouge-like petals of Begonia are beating with the raindrops
Scattered on the ground like snowflakes
Then it became stained with sludge over time
Also slowly withered here
Just like Lin An's life is like this
At the age of flowers
Experienced national war
Experienced being abandoned by the one you love
All the unbearable things she did in Hualou
She plots everything in the palace
Nothing can buy her the freedom she desires
Finally she withered
But for her
Withering is the happiest relief
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
