The beautiful sentence when the cherry blossoms fall should be bleak and sad! ! !

The wind is blowing and cherry blossoms are flying. Pink petals render the moonlight and reflect the water mirror, adding a bit of sadness. Reach out and grab a petal, cold, cold, cold. The cherry blossoms are beautiful, but only for a moment. Is it that our life, like cherry blossoms, lights up the world and then disappears? With this in mind, a dim light flashed through my eyes.