Song Shisan always thought of herself as an optimistic person until she turned into a dick.
She thought, fuck/just/fuck, she felt quite comfortable.
It is also a pleasure to bask in the sun, drink the rain and dew, and doze off in the breeze.
Seeing that the days were looking forward to day by day, suddenly one day, the volcano on the mountain next door erupted, and Song Shisan was forced to start a life of escape.
It's really hard to live this kind of life, with no fixed place to live.
She thought again, how about finding a stable job, joining a sect, losing her freedom and embracing her job.
Then she was disliked.
Wait, Phalaenopsis is really easy to raise. Dear immortals, please don't leave!
Intention: Active struggle