Five years ago, I bought a magazine at a street stall in Wuhan, and an essay in it called "Paper-Originated Roses" stimulated my tear ducts. When I saw the heroine in the article seeing a bouquet of paper-originated roses in the trash that she gave to the boy she loved, I became angry...
A few years later, that is, I wrote this poem two years ago, but I didn't have my own column at that time, so the article was published in my cousin's column. There are more than tens of millions of people who have read the article that prompted me to write this poem, and there are probably many people who feel sorry for that girl, right? Therefore, I will say something very irresponsible here------If there are any similarities, it is purely normal.