Simi, also known as West Valley, West Kingdom, Samuface, Sandurmi. The most traditional is starch extracted from the wood membrane of coconut trees in the west valley, manufactured manually and in coastal areas such as Guangdong, also known as sandy rice and sandy rice. Simi is produced along the South Pacific Islands and is a wood membrane that collects palm-plant sauna, which is made of starch by a common starch method, which is tattered, sifted, repeated drifting, sedimentation and drying. When tanned to half-dry, it shakes into fine grains and then drys up, i.e. rice in the West Valley, the white-skinned by the name of the true Pearl Valley, the white and smooth, and is well nourished. Simi has spleen, pulmonary refilling, silicosis, spleen weakness and indigestion; it also restores the skin to its natural moisture, so that it is popular, especially with women. Good Simi standards: clean colour, smooth and smooth surfaces, hard and unbreakable, uncooked, transparent and resilient。
"Do not forget me" is a beautiful story in a wilderness where the wind blows! A man and a woman walk in the wind. Their hands are in love, their clothes are moving. The sky is so blue and the clouds are floating. Suddenly, a flower of the same colour as the sky shakes gently in the distance. The woman stopped and saw a flower without a name. The man went to the flower, and he understood the woman's heart and knew that the flower should not be in her hair. However, when a man removes the flower, his feet cannot be moved and he falls into the swamp. The woman came over with her life. A man turns around and shakes her head to make sure she doesn't come. Women stopped and tears ran on their faces. The man raised the flowers and smiled and said to her, "Don't forget me." (Forgetmenot) Men's faces are getting closer to the ground, and the flowers in their hands are rising. The woman fell down, her hands were covered in her face, tears were dripping between her fingers, and the field was wet. The wind, still blowing, blows women's tears, blows men's last words in the wilderness. And so the flower became in love, and the flower had the name of a blue shadow: Don't forget me... From then on, an ordinary flower opened in the hearts of lovers, and it was made of tears of love. On Valentine's Day, couples give them to their lovers to express their deep love. Do not forget me; it is a flower of love, even though it leaves the water of life, the light of life, and the essence of life. And it tells the lovers with their hearts, "Do not forget one another, do not forget me, and beautiful do not forget me." But it has one flaw: it has no scent. Perhaps God is fair, and he has given everything without forgetting that everything is flawed, to warn the world that there is only a better, not a better
