The rose has thorns on it, and it blooms beautifully. It is also a flower that decorates a corner of one's own courtyard. It withers as soon as the flowering period is over. Who will come to see it after that? It's better to take advantage of the flowering season and invite more guests to watch and win yourself a few compliments.
But the withering rose will welcome her own gardener, who will carefully transplant, cultivate, and water it, and use love as nourishment to help her grow until the last moment of her life.
-Behind the wall of everlasting roses are the bones of her lover, the gardener-
Intention: If you want to accept it, you have to let go of the old ideas