
Sakula season in the campus was very much quiet this year. Without tourist volume of tens of thousands per day, which was normal in the past, it provided a half day to be hanging around under sun shine and cherry blossom; a drop of leisure squeezed from busy time.



For the first time I saw the blazing life period of Sakula; it spared no efforts for a new spring and the peak of the gorgeous movement appeared at dusk, with the last dance of petals in the rain.
零落成泥碾作尘,盛放和凋零之间只隔了一场春雨