A sunny flower shop on the corner of the street.
The owner is a gentle man who spends his time playing with flowers and plants.
A quiet autumn afternoon.
The young man passed by on his beloved bicycle, and the fresh fragrance of flowers filled his nose.
The gentle-faced man is wrapping a bouquet of blooming white roses.
His smile was warm and quiet, like the sunshine that day.
The young man thought that this was probably the so-called love at first sight.