When Spring Comes

On the day he came back, Zhu Siyun's sky fell. The rain in Shanghai rolled up the wind and sand in the northwest, turning it into a mud soup. The children smeared mud with the mud and turned it into the B&B called "Under the Spring Tree". In front of the mud glass, a small light yellow flower struggled in the cracks of the mud, holding its green leaves. Lu Chidong hooked his fingers at her and smiled carelessly, "Look, the sun is blooming." Zhu Siyun looked out the window at the dark clouds and snow, feeling that he was sick. Intention: Keep your feet on the ground and live a good life.