Shichun Shishu
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Her brother was the only one of all people she wanted to love and loved deeply, even if he had no way of knowing what that meant to her. This means sweet springs in the desert, long-lost rain on dry soil, and trees that bloom in spring in the wilderness. Because of her love for him, her heart did not wither and her soul remained intact, for which she thanked him. How could she force him to deal with such a person?
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I don't know why Shishu felt that this skinny tree looked like Shichun. The branches that curved out from the trunk were spread out carefully, as if they were longing for something but didn't dare to touch it. Only the leaves hanging on it in twos and threes were swaying, which seemed to have a little vitality. And he is like the strong wind that blows from time to time, viciously sweeping all the pitiful leaves to the ground.
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At this moment, Shishu gasped and stared at the stickiness in his hands, and finally figured it out -
According to his mother's wishes, he grew into a spring tree, with lush branches and leaves enough to protect the spring. But at the same time, without him realizing it, he had become a tree belonging to spring. Tokishu belongs to Tokiharu, ridiculous words came to mind, and he twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly, thinking that this would no longer be what his mother expected.
But trees belong to spring and should live because of spring.
Intention: May you find a tree that belongs to you for spring