I stared at the lush green flower vines in that courtyard, and the sunlight shone on them like broken diamonds, making them dazzling. Eyes are dry, achy, and sore. For a moment, I really wanted to cry. The owner of the yard told me that this lush plant would soon have to be cut down. Because the house is to be demolished. If there is time, wait another month and maybe it will bloom for the last time.
Even plants have time to bloom before they can bloom beautifully, but what about me?
Conception: