Teng Luo, who had never seen such a grand opening, only saw an expanse of brilliant lilac, like a waterfall, hanging down from the sky. There was no end to it, no end to it.
Occasionally, on a flower stalk, a pale-purple flower would appear proudly among the numerous dust leaves. Everything around him seemed so listless and lifeless. However, it appeared to be different from the others. It stood proudly, its proud appearance. It seemed that it was born with an aura of an empress.
The wisteria lolita opened the wisteria flower, and the breeze carried spring intent as it swept over the ground... The mixed vines were deep and deep, interweaving on the white wall. New green buds were revealed on the tangled withered branches. The most basic color of life was green. That early-maturing wister
