Without regard to our sentiment, flowers bloom only for the pollination and reproduction. Nevertheless, they must give deep delight to us and console our sorrow and distress by their beauty and fineness.
We always perceive the heartfelt stories of life and seasons and the joy of living from the fleeting, extraordinary appearance of flowers.
In the gardens of Zen temples, a variety of plants and trees are grown, each of which attractively blooms and swiftly fades from season to season. This is served to give worship-visitors a kindly welcome and, probably, to secretly imply the allegory that all is vanity in our world no matter how beautiful it is.
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