On both sides of the street, a patch of green is dotted with purple.
Have you ever heard the sound of flowers blooming? Flowers bloom on the street, and each one is a touch of life.
Every flower is the result of persistent efforts, every flower is the result of waiting, and every flower is the witness of happiness...
She is like a purple milkvetch beside a country road. She may be ordinary, ordinary, or delicate, but she is strong, forbearing, persistent, and calm. One day, she will bloom and become gorgeous.
It only takes a moment, and it is the most beautiful!