"My lord, please buy some flowers."
Before he could reach out to take it, she took it back: "Do you know what this is?"
"Don..., Iris!"
"Sir, this is called iris. Buy one for your loved one. Do you know what its flower language is?"
"It's missing!" He suddenly woke up, and his echo still lingered in the quiet courtyard.
Looking at the listless iris not far away, the purple flowers have dried to black.
Yun'er, I finally understand why I miss you.
Concept: Purple flowers with wide leaves grow beside the school road. After searching, I found out they were iris flowers. After understanding iris, I realized why its words are longing.