Smile

How to let you meet me
  At my beautiful moment
  For this
  I have prayed to Buddha for five hundred years
  To be bestowed a relationship with you on the earth
 
  Si buddha make me a tree
  Growing by the road you are bourd to take
  Blooming caurtionsly and flourishing under sunlight
  Each blossom on expecttation of my previons life
 
  When you approach,please listen
  The trembing lears are the passion of my waiting
  But when at last you walk past unseeing
  When lies scationed on the ground behind you
  Oh my friend ,is not petals