Flowers Bloom in Splendor

When the flowers bloom, I see myself; when I see myself, I see the Buddha. The young man only wanted to live a good life, but he was swept up in the tide of the times. In this fleeting life, he must travel ninety thousand miles, riding forth and singing with none his equal.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.