How about, let you meet me?
In my most beautiful moment.
For this-
I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Begging for it makes us have a dusty relationship.
So the Buddha turned me into a tree,
Grow up in the way you must go.
In the sun, the flowers bloom carefully,
Blossoming is the hope of my previous life!
Please listen carefully when you come near.
Trembling leaves are my passion for waiting!
When you finally ignore it,
On the ground behind you ......
Friends!
That's not a petal, it's my withered heart.
I like it very much. I hope it meets your requirements.