A flower with twelve petals
Blooming in Locafia
Lost in the height of summer that year
Found again beneath the clouds sheltered by a sea of flowers
Until time no longer turns
Returning to the sky that belongs to her
Until the sight of it freezes her eyes
And memory is forgotten
Alice and Mr. Rabbit...
When the curtain falls on the story
Only then do we understand: this is just a dark fairy tale
A flower is not a flower.
Child... As a 21-year-old weird aunt, I have to say... You write better than me OTZ... Yuanmu...