Buddha said: Every bloom is the past,
Every mustard seed is the world,
Flowers bloom, have roots, are feelings,
Flowers falling without roots are love.
Every kind of love is caused by fate,
Every reincarnation has its twists and turns.
The heart is there and the love is strong, which is suffering.
A dead heart and weak love are suffering.
Please tell me mustard seed, how not to love?