When Will I See the Snow in the South?

My name is Wang Meihua. The ancients wrote many elegant poems to describe plum blossoms. I also like plum blossoms very much, but obviously these two words appearing in the name are rustic, at least I think so. My life is as poor as the name my parents gave me. I am not outstanding in my birth, appearance, or ability. So I would have been like the peasant women in the village, get married early, have children, and stay in the mountains all my life... If I hadn't met Gu Ran, maybe my life trajectory would indeed be like this. My name is Wang Meihua. In this fast food era, I would like to ask you to stop and listen to my story. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.