Wait, This Is Not the New Student I Want!

I don't want to continue this boring new life for a moment! ! ! A flower growing in the cracks of the rocks on the cliff, swaying in the wind! At this time, the rain has stopped and the sky is clear, the breeze is blowing, the sun is just right, the green mountains are evergreen in the distance, the mist is shrouded under the feet, and the cold pool is thousands of feet! No one knows! Thoughts of flowers…