Every time Mi Meng passed by, there was always a faint fragrance. No matter whether she moved her long hair or turned around and smiled, that fragrance always surrounded her, but she didn't know it and couldn't smell any fragrance. People couldn't smell their own scent. Some people say that it smells like happiness, while others say that maybe Mi Meng is the incarnation of the flower fairy. My friend said, Mi Meng, you are a flower, but your flowering period is limited.
Mi Meng thinks I came here to meet you?