Her life was full of flowers, admiration and luck. Some love hurts oneself too much, and some hurts others ruthlessly, which is undoubtedly unfortunate. Many years later, in the crisp spring breeze, she recalled the upheaval of most of her life, and couldn't help but chuckle.
Intention: Love has its own will and cannot be forced. If love has no home and no desire, it will be strong.