Song of Dandelion

[Someone asked me what the flower language of dandelions is? ] [I think dandelions are always fluttering in the air, occasionally stopping but starting immediately. ] [Until one day I was tired and wanted to stop in a comfortable and warm place, but the wind caught me in my footsteps and hurriedly took it away, eventually blowing it into the wet soil. ] [So the flower language of dandelions is - love that cannot stay. ]