I Am the Cherry Tree Outside the Window

I often look at the rows of cherry trees through the window. They are green, white and bare. My childhood was blue, the color of the sky, and pure; my youth was green, the color of the leaves... Was he the one who beat him when he was a child? People will always change as they grow, the only thing that remains unchanged is him who is spotless in the dream... Purpose: By describing the heroine's growth, she expresses her love for life and her longing for the future.