When the iris blooms, can old friends return?
In the green years, the only thing that accompanied her was the purple iris in her heart.
Perhaps out of endless admiration, she resolutely chose the path she had gone against.
But that iris has been cherished in my heart for many years, but it has never been seen.
After turning twenty, she finally began to forget the iris that never bloomed for her, and the smile that never bloomed for her.
Unexpectedly, the flower in my heart sprouted.
The beauty is like jade, her slender jade fingers stroke the strings, and one song enters the general's heart and another into his soul.
In her twilight years, she has already left, leaving only the purple iris that withered and turned yellow after blooming for a moment.
Thousands of mountains and rivers cannot buy him a word of motto; staying together for eternity cannot win her back in one day.
That iris was finally buried on the cliff in her heart, and she will never miss it forever.