The Emotion of Touching a Flower on That Day of First Love


Standing on a windy path,
I was left speechless by the stunning scenery before me.

Then, in the corner of my eye,
I caught a glimpse of something.
A small flower was blooming,
Its color and fragrance drew me in.

I took the flower in my hand
and gazed at it quietly.
Strangely, my heart began to race.

It was the first time I felt that emotion,
a feeling so indescribable,
that perhaps it was my first love.

Although seasons passed and time went by,
I could never forget the lesson that flower taught me:
to love and cherish.

Loving and cherishing,
I believe that's the reason I exist in this world.