Literary version:
Do you still remember the agreement that day?
The peach blossoms are scorching, the pear blossoms are brilliant, the apricot blossoms are quiet, the peonies are gorgeous...
My duty was to record the lives of these flower gods, but in the end I forgot my original intention.
Non-literary version:
I am keen on the gossips of various flower gods, but I have only missed my own earth-shattering gossip = =