A flower's wings only learn to fly when death is near,
and only soil free of love and hate can sprout and bloom again.
Legend says that once the tea rose blooms, no other flowers will blossom.
When the tea rose is about to bloom,
the other flowers are already withering.
Only then do they understand the meaning of their own flowering.
When the flowers have faded,
when love and hate are gone,
only then can a heart at peace nurture hope for the future.
If you cannot let go of the feelings you once had,
it will be hard to accept new ones.
