Jiang Yu said that he planted a flower.
"What flower?"
"The nameless flower."
"Maybe this flower has a name?"
Jiang Yu fell into deep thought and suddenly smiled, "I think so."
On a rainy night, begonias fell all over the window outside the window.
"Xie Heng, the flowers you planted have bloomed, why don't you come and take a look?"
Concept: Jiang Yu's story can be said to be a microcosm of me. Writing about Jiang Yu's youth is also recording my own youth. Family, friendship and love run through a person's life. The desire for love at the most ignorant time is just a distinctive feature of youth. However, youth is not only about this kind of emotion, it also includes the company of friends, the healing of family members, and most importantly, personal growth.