"A Flowering Tree"

how to let you meet me in my most beautiful moment,

I have prayed before the Buddha for five hundred years,

begged him to let us form a bond.

Buddha turned me into a tree,

grows beside the road you must pass,

The flowers bloomed cautiously in the sun,

Duo Duo is the hope of my previous life.

Please listen carefully when you approach,

That trembling leaf is the enthusiasm I am waiting for,

And when you finally pass by ignorantly,

fell to the ground behind you...

My friend, that’s not a petal,

is my withered heart!