Native*

After reading "Native Flower", I couldn't calm down for a long time. The protagonist in the book is like the most ordinary people around us, struggling and confused under the pressure of life, but never giving up hope for life. She carried her difficulties forward in the trivial world, and slowly learned to be strong in the warmth and warmth of human relationships. She was like a flower that struggled to get out of the soil, inconspicuous, but extraordinarily powerful. The story does not have a gorgeous plot, but it is written in a real and touching way. It allows people to see the most precious kindness and resilience in ordinary people. I look forward to the author's subsequent updates. Come on [love] [love] [love] [love]

It's so beautiful. It's different from ordinary folk writing. Where is it from? It's so special. I really like reading it. Help. It's so real. It makes me cry. The author must not stop updating. Waiting for updates every day. I hope A-Zhen will be happy in the future [cry][cry][cry]

It's really touching, a very special period story, very real, no system, no cheats, no counterattacks, so real that it makes you want to cry😭😭😭. It's so touching. I haven't seen such a beautiful book for a long time [love] [love] [love]

It is a medium-to-high-quality rural realistic novel that is not outrageous or frivolous, has sincere emotions, and is full of fireworks. The author's writing style is simple, the narrative is stable, the characters are solid, and he writes about the lives of ordinary people with warmth and power.

Really down-to-earth, I like it very much

Each character in the story has a distinct personality, and their actions are in line with the trajectory of life. Every time I see this kind of reality-themed novel, I am very emotional. I really want to say to Jin Lian and myself that it is really good that the current era has progressed.

It truly reflects women's stubbornness and struggle against fate.

Flowers growing out of the loess are born with mud and scars, but they want to bloom towards the light. They are grass, soil, and glimmers of light in the dust. They have been repeatedly tempered by fate, but they have never really bowed their heads. There are no earth-shattering legends, only the tenacity to grit one's teeth and survive, but it is precisely this "living" that is more touching than any story.