The Lord accepts the text.
This is a story created in leisure time, with certain healing properties.
Hao Feng is not the kind of person who can make people look at him with surprise.
Just like a dim flower bud, some people do not know how to cherish it and destroy it wantonly; some people pass by it and dismiss it; some people feel that it should be a special flower, but do not choose to wait until the day it blooms.
Maybe it is not as shining as other flowers. It just grows out of the soil that has been trampled by others, and is covered with scars, but it strives to sway in the wind, hoping that one day it will wait for the person who is willing to lower its head and smell it, and then be held in the palm of his hand and cared for carefully.
... I know that such a beautiful flower will definitely be waiting for me!