That spring, the sunshine was just right, and the small flower bed built around the head was full of life.
Gu Lei stood at the edge of the flower bed and waved to Xu Qing under the willow shade. Xu Qing walked over with a smile, "What are you doing?"
"Did you see that rose?" Gu Lei pointed to the rose in the corner of the flower bed. It bloomed beautifully and enthusiastically, and it was in full bloom.
"I saw it." Xu Qing turned his head and looked at the rose, then looked at Gu Lei again.
"One day," Gu Lei smiled and met Xu Qing's eyes, "we will be like this rose, blooming grandly and enthusiastically in this poor place, and will not wither."
Intention: I hope that everyone struggling in the swamp of life can stand up strong and thrive in the cold winter like Gu Lei and Xu Qing.