I'll Be There Even When the Pomegranate Flowers Are Blooming

Looking down at the various forms of living beings, who is crying in the budding years? Under the warm sun with the grass growing and the orioles flying, a drama of wonder and beauty is being staged in the flower pond. The wind and rain are desolate, even though the ground is full of fallen flowers and willows, do you feel the subtle fragrance floating on the moonlit night? Spring is fading, but the flowers are still blooming.