When the first light of morning comes, the purple roses growing in the dark corners of this city will eventually wither...
The dandelions under the blue sky are scattered by the wind and will not stop for anyone.
The bell flowers are blooming, have you seen them?
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A collection of unit stories, updated from time to time. (Late stage of lazy cancer)
(If you don't understand, you can look up the flower language of these flowers)
Intention: Existence is reasonable