The late spring wind carried the fragrance of hibiscus flowers and entered Miss Yan's piano room. In the white porcelain vase under the window lattice, there are two branches of freshly cut hibiscus. The petals are still stained with morning dew. They were picked by Yan Shu herself this morning. She was plucking the strings with her fingertips, and suddenly she heard a slight cough coming from the corridor. She didn't need to look back to know that it was Lin Yu who was here. He is always like this, guarding silently, like the old locust tree in the corner of the yard, silent but reliable.
Purpose: In troubled times, wherever the hibiscus flowers bloom, it is a place of peace of mind