"I heard that there is a "Poinsettia Manor" on an island in Dalian. Every winter, you can see a patch of red at the Poinsettia Manor, which is very beautiful."
Standing among the ruins on Zhou ten years, he imagined that there was still a sea of bright red and flowers in front of him.
"The manor is gone, why are you coming back?"
He didn't look back for ten years, and his tears fell on the dark ground. He cried for a long time that day.
Flowers are poisonous, but what about people?
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