Chrysanthemums carry a faint fragrance. Their loveliest moment is when they twirl and dance gracefully, over and over, in the water.
A dance tells a story, a dance recalls an old friend.
In those years when memories faded yellow, the past left its mark, impossible to shake.
Faint, yet enough to break a heart.
And he painted chrysanthemums all his life. Only in that moment did he paint the chrysanthemum in his heart, the most beautiful one.
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