I once met a person under the cherry tree, listening to the flowers bloom and fall, listening to the tenderness of Huayin.

Know the warmth and coldness of fragrant flowers Smile, eyes and petals are light, like butterflies flying, and the mood is beautiful and flying. Looking forward to a sakura rain, magnificently, make up the inner scenery and the tranquility of the years. Leaning gently on the trunk, holding my head up, raising my eyebrows, watching the beautiful petals fall like rain, I suddenly feel tender, romantic and full of time.