I don't know where I come from. Ever since I can remember, I have been planting grass on Huangquan Road. How could fragile plants survive in a place where the world is chaotic and filled with yellow sand?
It's true that I got a handful of grass seeds from a passing soul. Not only did the seeds grow, they also bloomed, and the seeds were harvested once every three thousand years. I don't know how many years have passed, but my flowers have been blooming from Huangquan Road to Naihe Bridge. But Po Meng doesn't like my flowers. I plant them and she plucks them.
So I kept an eye on the souls passing by to see if I could get some other seeds.
Intention: Today is also a day when no flowers can be planted