There are always weeds spreading in the darkness, and the land is damp, but there is always a beam of light that travels thousands of miles to warm you.
Lies are not interesting, even weeds have feelings.
The butterfly wearing pollen will always help find the love that belongs to it.
Update time is uncertain
It must be me who is lazy(?????)っ
Intention: To pierce the dark night, welcome the dawn, and feel the warmth