If You Can Do It, Then Do It [Book Transmigration]

I wonder... Does the author long to be like Feng Xiaoxiaoxi, because when an imaginative article cannot be finished or even the logic breaks down, the article can disappear on its own initiative, causing amnesia all over the world, and the protagonist in the book can still automatically complete his own good ending in an unknown place?

Meow(^???^)? Isn't it true that no one has done some research on the flower language of hyacinths? Then I searched on Baidu The flower language of hyacinth: eternal memory. As long as you ignite the fire of life, you can enjoy a rich life together Purple Hyacinth: Sad, melancholy love. Apologize, regret. (If you get my love, you will definitely be happy) Lilac hyacinth: gentle temperament and romantic feelings. Sad. White hyacinth: secret love. Pure and light love or love that dare not be expressed Red Hyacinth: Thank you for your touching love (your love fills my heart) Pink hyacinth: represents passion, Pink hyacinth: admiration, romance. Yellow Hyacinth: I am very happy to have you. Blue hyacinth: Noble and rich, perseverance, chastity, as if I am happy to see you. Blue hyacinth is the ancestor of all hyacinths, so it also has another flower meaning - life. Dark blue hyacinth: a little melancholy due to love. Light Green Hyacinth: If you want to have no secrets, you must first have a kind heart. In Greek mythology, the original name of hyacinth is Hyacinth, which comes from the beautiful Greek boy Hyacinthus. He was the favorite friend of Apollo, the god of the sun, and he took him with him wherever he went. This made Zephyrus jealous. Apollo threw a hoop with him, and threw it high and far. He ran excitedly to catch the falling hoop, but the west wind took the opportunity to deflect the hoop, causing it to bounce off the ground and hit him on the forehead. The blood continued to flow, and Apollo failed to stop death. Fragrant flowers bloomed in the pool of blood. Apollo was so distraught that he carved the Greek word "sorrow" on the petals with arrows. Every spring, the fragrance of hyacinths floats across the earth, allowing people to relive and remember the story of a beautiful life killed by jealousy, and express their sadness for all the beautiful lives killed by jealous people in the world.

After reading it all, I feel a little emotional!

Still haven't explained the flower language of hyacinth?

Thank you so much for bringing such a beautiful book~

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The ending is a bit rushed

Sprinkle flowers! Thank you, madam!

Very nice, do you like it?

Reborn love, forgetting the sorrow of the past? It would be really good if that was the case. Thanks for the limited fee~