Last year, today, in this door, the faces of people and peach blossoms reflected each other's red. I don't know where the human face has gone, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze...
What a beautiful wall of flowers it was once, but now, it seems that it has forgotten how to bloom.
Even if it blooms, so what?
The young man smiling under the flower wall has disappeared.
Leave this lonely bonus alone...