The flower language of Phalaenopsis is that happiness gradually comes...
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I am the kind who was forgotten by my parents, and then was picked up by a "big brother", and my life was miserable;
I am the kind of person who would be picked up by an enthusiastic aunt and take home when I was walking alone on the street, and I would have a brother for no reason;
I have been very independent since I was a child, but I always get headaches when it comes to cooking, so I always go to fast food restaurants;
I have never enjoyed the warmth of family, so I care a lot about my parents and older brother who "got it easily";
I am the kind of person who claims that I cannot reach the same level as tennis and refuse to let others see the calluses on my hands;
I have stomach problems and dizziness, and there is a high possibility of both happening at the same time, so my crooked brother is very worried;
I am the kind of person who has just discovered that I have a crush on someone, but a pair of biological parents and a fiancé found me halfway;
I will not feel any gratitude towards my biological parents, let alone be at their mercy;
I am complex and simple at the same time. In short, I am very contradictory.