Wisteria hangs on the cloud trees, the flowers and vines are suitable for spring, the dense leaves hide the singing birds, and the fragrant and romantic beauties
——Li Bai
We are flowers.
We are a wisteria flower.
We are a wisteria that has lived for two hundred years.
Today is our birthday - well, it's a bit deserted. Depressed.
A wisteria, two hundred years of time. . .
A courtyard is the master of life and death. . . Is it all related to it?