Dragonfly

[The great devil who created the world vs. The Buddhist bamboo spirit] An inconspicuous inula flower that grows in the grass in the wilderness, likes the hot sunshine in summer afternoons and the naked blue-eyed dragonflies flying around in summer evenings. Maybe it's because the inula looks like a little sun, and destiny dictates that this wild flower should be the golden crow that shines on all living beings. A frail little wild flower cannot withstand the heat of the sun and can only be burned alive and withered. Later, after another season, that little wild flower thought that the extremely beautiful dragonfly also liked her, but she didn't expect that he only regarded her as the medicine to save his people. Later, Little Wild Flower got married to an ordinary mortal. She thought she could be happy. But on the second day after the wedding, the newlywed husband disappeared. After successfully finding her husband, she found that she was still the same medicine. It turns out that the dragonfly circled this little flower of mine not because it liked it, but because it simply wanted to eat it. Everything is just overthinking. How can a flower blooming in the weeds bloom in the heart of a dragonfly? Finally, they all told the little wild flower, including the dragonfly that only wanted to eat it, that she had always bloomed in their hearts, but it was just a cowardly bloom that could not be said out loud. It bloomed silently in the dark and uninhabited place, and its bloom was so deep-rooted that the wildfire could not burn it out, but it covered the entire wilderness of the heart like a prairie fire. But I am just a little wild flower, not the sun after all. I will wither, die, and become discouraged...