Blossom Serenity

A flower never believes that life is a thousand days of sorrow
We only live once, and forgetting is more precious than remembering
Even if yesterday was filled with storms, tomorrow morning
the flowers will still bloom
Birds will still sing, and clouds will still be white above
The earth will burst with colors of every hue
Each day begins a new festival
Peach blossoms bloom not because someone is waiting
They bloom simply because they are flowers.