I'm Just a Weed by the Roadside

Welcome, everyone, and thank you for reading my work. She has no fragrance like a flower or height like a tree. She is merely an overlooked little weed, abandoned at birth. But when she found a foster father and grandmother, she became the apple of their eyes. Though born into humble circumstances, she lives up to her name: strong and brave. No matter how harsh the conditions, she can survive...