Even the weakest person will have peach blossoms, and she estimates that there is evil in her life;
Unfortunately, she picked up a small morning glory early. It was a flower after all. Although it had no peach blossom effect, it was a sign of joy;
It can be considered a fool's blessing to let the morning glory bring out a peach blossom bud, it can also be considered luck;
But, after all, they missed the purest heart, used, secretly loved, and played Tai Chi with each other;
However, perhaps it is this complex and difficult growing environment that makes love especially sweet;
But she has always ignored this infinitely beautiful peach blossom, which blooms on the cliff, the most beautiful and dangerous polar area;
The peach blossom has no way out, so where should it go if it has already sprouted?
Until one day, when he was far away, he said: I am not a perfect person, you just imagined me and never came close...
(I want to rewrite it, with the same protagonist, but what I wrote before was too childish, which may have something to do with my mood at the time. Now it seems really unsatisfactory. Please wait and see the new one. I have been thinking about this article for a long time, and the good story structure made me write it vulgarly, so it is very I haven't updated it for a long time. This article and an ancient article have been unfolding in my mind since last year. I have been busy or lazy and haven't finished it. But I will not give up the article. I decided to put it online when I am about to finish it. Firstly, it will not deceive people, and secondly, it will not affect my joy of writing.)