The cherry blossoms in March are gorgeous
April cherry blossoms are falling like rain
The cherry blossoms in May are all gone
The cherry blossoms in June turn into soil
The cherry blossoms in July leave only memories
It's not that I don't want to stay
It's not reluctance
It's not that I don't miss it
What passes away will eventually pass away
Only those days, those stories
Thinking back to that period of youth under the falling cherry blossoms
Like warmth
Like sweet
Like mellow
Wait until the cherry blossoms bloom again
You and me...
Can we share a reward together?