Flowers Bloom·flowers Fall·flowers Mourn

This is just to commemorate what I have not yet sprouted but has passed away. . . . Willow smoke curls up, charming the world and the hustle and bustle of the world Glitz and bustle soaked in half your life's pride The stunning enchantment was worn away by the days in Liangdian The spring breeze smiles, the flowers are falling and the flowers are getting fewer and fewer. I feel free and happy but I don't know Flowers are suffering from old age. How to recognize the spring tide.