People go with the wind, free flowers bloom and fall, no matter how vicissitudes of the world

People follow the wind, and the flowers bloom and fall, no matter what the vicissitudes of the world are. This is a woman's story, a story of love and desire, a flower blooming in the dust. who is she? Where is she from? Where is she going? No one knew, maybe not even herself. She just flutters in the wind, sometimes blooming, sometimes withering, never stopping for anyone. She has experienced vicissitudes of life and tasted the bitterness and bitterness of the world, but she has never given up her desire for love. She is waiting, waiting for someone who can understand her and love her. She believes that one day, she will meet that person, and then she can die peacefully, because she knows that she has found her destination.