"Queen Anna's Lace" is the name of an American wildflower. It came to me when I was disheartened and lazy to ask all my friends, and no one could identify it. The person who told me was a female painter. Stopped on a secluded road in a quiet and serene town, pointed to the large flower consisting of thousands of white flowers as small as corn and told me. I held my breath and opened my eyes for a while, I couldn't believe it was true. I saw wild flowers on the roadside. Spreading, the world is such an endless beauty, I suddenly feel so happy that I don't know what to say. Just like in ancient times, the river came out of the picture, the Luo published the book - that is not unusual, but the sage knows it, then It's different. And I, an ordinary woman, in the summer wind, on the green land that stretches to the end of the world, I saw the white flower floating up happily, like "River Map" and "Luo Shu" The ground came up, do I know it? I sat dumbfounded, how many mysteries are in a flower? In March, I went to the flower shop outside the East Gate Market to order a flower, and the girl couldn't understand , I had to find a piece of paper, draw and explain: "Look, it's like this, one branch, many small branches, and many small flowers on the small branches, small, white, light, and scattered. Scattered, swaying..." "Oh. Before I could finish, she cried out, "You mean 'Gypsophila'! "

Later, a friend told me that the flower is called "baby's breath" in English - a baby's breath is so gentle, it makes people feel distressed. The next day, I took the densely-opened stars I ordered home and felt like I was the universe, and my mind was full of stars. I put the flowers in a clay pot, and I was very moved to see the flowers that shot from all sides. I sat beside the flowers and read a book, wondering in my heart that the stars are good at disguising. They are so big, but they are afraid to scare us, so they pretend to be so small and come to play with us. They are obviously the light that flashed 100,000 years ago, but they are afraid to confuse us, so they pretend to be blinking eyes just now... And the "Gypsophila" I bought will be the stars coming down to play. of? I stared at the flowers in a daze, and the more I looked at them, the more suspicious they became. They must have changed from stars. I was afraid that I was timid, so they turned into a bunch of timid flowers, and they came to share this late spring with me and this evening. Is it "stars often become underground flowers", or "flowers want to rise to become stars in the sky"? I left the book, confused by such a simple question.