Love Like Cherry Blossoms Indonesia の小説・ストーリー

Lila POV Cherry blossom leaves flutter around me on the other side of the portal. I shield my gaze from the blindness of the setting sun on the horizon, and my breath hitches. Luscious green trees stretch for miles beneath the auburn sky, broken up by rivulets and creeks that run towards the cliff I’m standing on. Behind me, a vermillion temple stands proudly with Japanese Kanji written above the entrance. “Japan?” I say, turning to Adrian. “Why Japan?”

" Alex woke up again; he is trying to calm his breathing and is crying. 'Ashly, please, I am sorry. Please come back, Ashly, please.' He keeps repeating this in his mind over and over again. 'I love you, Ashly, I love you.' until he sees her in his dream, until both of them are going to suffer because of each other. Alex smiles when he remembers the day he took Ashly to see cherry blossoms. The cherry blossoms on the river embankment bloom softly and warmly, with layers of crimson and clouds generally hanging on the bank. The river water is also stained with warmth, gurgling, and flowing. Alex and Ashly found a quiet grassland and sat down.

I would never get to see the cherry blossoms in Jaerl, so this would be it. I stood under the cherry tree and looked up at the pink flowers. When the wind blew, the petals fell. They were beautiful but fragile. I extended my hand to catch one. I wondered if Sean would marry his beloved under the cherry trees. The idea amused me. I burned all the young and childish love letters I had written to him when I was young the night before. Everything would soon be over. I saw someone taking Polaroids. I asked them to take one for me under the cherry tree, and they agreed readily.

She wanted to see a little piece of the country that had slowly become familiar. That night, she messaged Heri. “I saw a banner in Harajuku today! In two weeks, there’s an Indonesia Festival at Yoyogi Park!” “Oh really? For real? So you’re going? With friends or by yourself?” Sakura replied honestly. “I don’t want to go alone… I’d feel a little lost. I’m thinking of inviting my two close friends—Mia-chan and Eri-chan. You haven’t met them yet, right? I’ll introduce you someday, so they can get to know you too.”

Karica’s POV It was still morning when we landed in South Cambia due to the time difference between both continents. The air was slightly crisp but nowhere near as cold as that of the North. We had very moderate winters in the South. I took a deep breath and the familiar smell of cherry blossoms filled my nostrils. They lined the sides of the road and their pink flowers blanketed the grey turf. “These cherry blossoms are beautiful just like my mate,” Xynathius spoke from beside me, a hint of a smile tugging at the sides of his lips.

"Yvonne loves Willow more than anything. Now that Willow's pregnant, of course I'm staying to take care of her." Then, he picked up his phone and fiddled with it casually before grinning at the others. "Alright, phone's off. Now nothing can ruin the mood." I was just about to lose control and completely break down when my phone buzzed. It was a message from Zachary. "Darling, I have to work overtime tonight. I miss you so much. "We're getting married in just a few days. I'll finish everything up soon so I can take you on our honeymoon."

It’s early afternoon when I settle beneath a beautiful tree at the park. In spring, this place is breathtaking—full of blooming flowers and a few imported Japanese cherry trees. They’re my favorite. Cherry blossoms have always felt like a symbol of life and new beginnings. Something I needed to see after last night... and this morning’s terrifying— Dream? Is that what it was? A dream? Or a vision of what would’ve happened if I’d waited to call the police?

Cheryl grinned. The man took out his cellphone from his pants pocket: an expensive cell phone, with black colour. Cheryl started typing as instructed. "Huh, how come the cherry blossoms come out?" "Read the caption." "Cherry blossoms, derived from Japanese, the word 'pocket' which means flower." "Do you see the picture?" Cheryl nodded. "Isn't it beautiful?" "If you are juxtaposed with that flower, you are still the prettiest among them." Cheryl looked at her opponent. She swore that this very instant, Cheryl had fallen in love with the wise man in front of her.

Yang Xiao said lightly, “How can we not appreciate the cherry blossoms of our Kingdom of Heaven’s Sanctum in Japan?” Everyone knew that the cherry blossom was the national flower of Japan! As soon as Yang Xiao's words came out, countless unfriendly eyes were cast at him! Gong Ling’er hurriedly tugged on Yang Xiao’s sleeve, “Yang Xiao, what nonsense are you spouting?” Fujino Masayoshi stared at Yang Xiao with hostility. “Brat, what did you say?”

May this story survive the coming generations as well. Carrot-top broke the silence,"In general, sakura, or cherry blossoms, represent the impermanent nature of life. Not only is the beauty of the flowers short and sweet, but the trees themselves are also short-lived. But there are contradictory meanings as well. Cherry blossoms symbolize both birth and death, beauty and violence." I was genuinely impressed. "That's a wonderful way of simplifying things. I take back what I said about you being stupid, carrot-top." Takeo was annoyed. "My name isn't carrot-top, and I was not stupid to begin with!"