Flower addiction
Flowers bloom and fall, and addiction arises.
The blood rain flew away and withered all over the ground.
Nowadays, I am still single and living alone. Today is my 86th birthday. There are no blessings, no candles, and there will be no cake. I lie alone on the rocking chair, watching the sunset, closing my eyes peacefully, recalling in my mind the three men who have been entangled with me all my life, and the three men who changed my life. Their faces slowly appear in front of me.