Li Zhenzhen cherished this flower deeply, not for any special reason, but because she felt it resembled her. …
Li Zhenzhen cherished this flower deeply, not for any special reason, but because she felt it resembled her.
It, too, was born in darkness, where no one ever looked. It too would never see the light.
She never hated her blindness. She only regretted that, back then, she had never cared for the small and lonely version of herself the way she once cared for this flower.