That summer, a flower bloomed and a tree was planted, but the flowers smelled fragrant and the tree enjoyed the shade. She needed the sun, but he blocked it. Later, the tree grew into a towering tree, and the flowers bloomed in a variety of colors. In the end, the flowers were still flowers, and the trees were still trees. The flowers smiled among the flowers, and the trees did not fall in the strong wind.
Intention: Just do it if you want to do it, no regrets