Buddha said: Everything returns to auspiciousness, and everything returns to the Tathagata's heart. Return to stability and happiness.
What about Tumi? When the flower blooms, there is no way out, the beauty that cannot continue, the cycle of life and death are nothing but despair and decadent gestures, everything will wither. The years are quiet and peaceful, and this world is stable. How hopelessly pale. Just like the blooming flowers, white and soft, bright and condensed, we will miss each other forever in this life, in this life.
Waiting, waiting, the flowers bloom and fade. Where to go, where to come from, and how to untie this cycle of death?