The Secret Diary of the Hallway Grass Ring: Why did my former owner always receive confession letters on Christmas?

It was once a pine branch at the foot of the Alps, steamed by craftsmen into an eternal arc; it is hung with dried orange slices made by the ancient method of Provence, and it still exudes the smell of sunshine three years later. Prosperry's four-season grass ring has never been a supporting role in the porch - the brass bell in the center rotates, and the sweet fragrance of cinnamon apple pie will say "welcome home" for you; touch the NFC chip hidden behind, and the phone will immediately play "Tchaikovsky Playlist on a Snowy Night". Even better, last year 37 customers reported that since hanging this grass ring, the courier always talks a little more about the weather when delivering the package, and the neighbor who had been secretly in love with it for eight years finally took the opportunity to praise it and handed over a handwritten love letter.