Ghost Flower

There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches. My heart is happy for you, but you don't know it. I love you, but you don't know it and I don't dare to tell you. "Love" and "hate" have tortured him for many years, leaving him without knowing how to choose. But this time, "hate" lost, completely lost. He obviously has nine lives, but why doesn't he cherish them? As soon as the ghost flower appears, just like him, he has a short but vigorous life. Wipe away your tears quickly and look at how beautiful the epiphyllum is. Passing through the world is nothing more than a moment. Master, the ghost flowers on the mountain have bloomed again... I miss you so much... The epiphyllum is gentle all night, blooming quietly in the quiet dark night. The youthful beauty fades in an instant. The short-lived splendor hides the regret of no chance. Good things come and go in a hurry, and life is fleeting.