+++++++++ "Lin Chuansheng, do you know the flower language of sunflowers?" All he could see were large golden sunflowers, and a butterfly was parked on the small wooden fence at his feet. Xia Zhi turned to look at the boy beside him, staring at him seriously with smiling eyes. "Sunflowers have a very good flower language. When I have you, you are the sun and I can't take my eyes away. Without you, I lower my head and see no one."
Concept: Love requires joint efforts from both parties