Flower Language: Season
On the second day of junior high school, when we are teenagers, we are as youthful as flowers and a season like rain. This essay will definitely become your best memory in the future. The language of flowers is the swirling thoughts of a girl and the pouring out of her heart; the rainy season is this infinitely beautiful time.
With a poetic name, I believe you can also have a poetic experience!
Attachment: You can also add a preface, such as what I said above, to make this essay more beautiful!