Gladiolus and the Rain - 剑兰与雷雨

Lot of people laughed
On my last day—when I stepped out of the office.
Some creepily took pictures, as if my humiliation was their entertainment.
I overheard whispers:
“She’s such a big failure.”
“Moron.”
“Stupid.”
“Salary thief.”
"Clown in the Company."

That was the first time I truly learned
what gang bullying in the workplace meant.
A naive girl finally opens her pandora box.
I learned how words—just words—could pierce the heart like a knife.
I learned how "harmless" actions
could quietly kill a person inside.

They twisted the story,
They faked the narrative.
They gang-stalked.
They secretly took photos, videos in public place.
They threw dirty water,
tarnished a reputation I worked years to build.

And I—
I wanted revenge.
I also took their pictures, I also recorded.
I wanted to hurt them the way they hurt me.
I wanted to see them suffer.
I wanted to even the score.

But… if I did that,
I would become one of them.

I paused.
I cried.
I refuse... 
I don't want...
This is not me.

I reminded myself—
I never wanted to be like people like that. Not then, not now, not ever.
Thunder never grows flowers. But rain does.

Years have passed. The table turned.
I didn’t expect it, but
fortune came quietly, gently,
and stood beside me.
She whispered: Is ok, let find you again' 

I found my peace.
I found my courage again.
I found my success again.
I walked into a new avenue,
not to escape,
but to create.

I became the fish riding the bicycle in the shopping mall,
The sun that shines alone,
The quiet light that no longer needs to prove anything.

The lost battle from a few years ago—
turned out to be
a disguised victory.

我以剑兰，祝贺你每一次的拼搏，都会凯旋而归。
愿每一个在黑暗中咬牙坚持过的人，都能像剑兰一样，顶风而立，开出属于自己的胜利之花




















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