So, in front of my apartment, there are bunch of cherry blossoms. And, every time I passed there, I felt relaxation and confidence because it was so cool and beautiful.
I didn't knew that cherry blossom was this cool. The whiteness of the flower was like one scene from a movie.
But, in a story, there can't be always 'beauty' or 'happiness' or 'peace'
In a story, there have to be 'tragic' or 'sadness' or 'negativity'
IT
Rained....
Haaa...That day, I realized the power of water and that nature is strong when they are together. I knew that after the day when it rained. Every white flowers of the cherry blossom were on the wet, soggy, miserable, and black ground!!
So.. What did we learn? Take many pictures of cherry blossom when it is still alive? No. DON'T UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF WATER!
A few days ago, there was so many cherry blossoms in our town that there was even a road made to see them...and then today, a STORM of rain literally FLOODED the town with petals of the flowers🌸