The fleecy cumulus clouds of spring are staying quietly in the deep blue sky above the tender green hill adorned by the graceful flowers of Yama-zakura.
These clouds seem to be fascinated by the splendor of the spring mosaic below and have forgotten to drift away swiftly in the perfumed wind blowing from the east.
Soon, as always, these short-lived flowers will fall all too soon, and subsequently, various spring flowers bloom and scatter one after another to glorify this fertile season.
When the time is ripe, these Sakura flowers will fall altogether like a snowstorm in the sudden gust of wind. The white cumulus clouds, which are now floating still in the sky, must flow away abruptly, and, quite unfortunately, may miss the most beautiful spectacle that Sakura flowers present to us.
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