Youth is beautiful, as fragrant as orange flowers in April and May, as warm and bright as oranges in November.
Because the gods like to eat oranges, the boy hoped that the gods would scatter his ashes on the top of the tallest tower after his death.
Soon, an orange sapling grew on the top of the tower, growing only one orange every year.
It can enjoy the sun bathing and rainwater nourishment unbridled.
The top of the tower is so high that it won't be picked off by greedy people.
The oranges produced must also be the sweetest.
Give it to the god he loves most, and the god who loves him the most.
Concept: Oranges are delicious