“Flowers bloom in glorious splendor for but a moment, yet never stay red for a hundred days. Their withering follows the will of heaven; I do not resent it. I only regret that you plucked the flower without cherishing it, trampled it, then cast it aside.” Tears fell, but she wept without a sound. “I only want to tell you this, my lord: a flower blooms only once. Once it is lost, how can it be brought back? Regret offers no cure; it is already too late. I ask only to spend my days beside the lamp, repenting, until my heart is calm as still water.”
Theme:
The flower blooms once and has a good name~~