Tingtangchun

A young lady trapped in a house, her temperament has been worn away by life, and she has experienced some injuries. Perhaps she is too incompetent. In despair and powerlessness, she has no choice but to use death to escape. She thought she was noble, but she was bent down. She hated everything around her, and even more so herself. In the dead of night, she thought that she had sinned deeply. If there was reincarnation, she would be a flower in her next life, not for people to watch, but growing in the woods or on the mountains. She would stretch out her branches in the sun and wither in the wind and snow.