Sleeping Summer

The flowers they loved bloomed stubbornly in the late spring and early summer, season after season, and then fell to the ground in the late autumn and early winter. Their death gave birth to a gentle and painful beauty, full of sadness, but without any regrets. The flower soul buried under the dust will break through the shackles of death again after experiencing the cruelty of winter. As soon as I looked up, under the canopy, it was another late spring and early summer when flowers were blooming. Conception: