Su Qinghe woke up from the dust.
The cold wind in the courtyard, the cold looks from her classmates, and the broken spiritual tea could not bend her.
Born as a spiritual fetus of plants and trees, it brings with it a spiritual field. Spring springs from the fingertips, and one can identify fakes at a glance.
She doesn't cause trouble, but she is never afraid of it; she is gentle, but she never tolerates bullying.
Grow the world's best spiritual grass, heal wounds that have lasted for thousands of years, expose the masks of hypocrites, and walk on the road of spiritual cultivation that no one has ever walked before.
The immortal in white stopped for her, her best friends stood by her side, and the sparrow found her way.
Along the way, there is no cruelty, no frustration, no cruelty, only fresh sweetness and steady pleasure.
The green grass rises upward, and the path to immortality is broad.
Purpose: Ordinary and weak people can break new ground with their true intentions and perseverance. Gentleness is never weakness. Stick to the bottom line and walk towards the sun, and finally live a free and magnanimous fairy life.