Mom's a romantic. When I was a kid, my neighbor planted a couple of yellow bouquets, and the bouquets were so beautiful, I'm sorry, but the flowers were so beautiful! She said when she was a little girl, her grandmother grew a lot of vegetables, spinach, cabbage, lettuce, and eggplant, beans, tomatoes. It's the most beautiful dish in the world! So I wrote it down, and I wanted to see it bloom, but I haven't seen it. It's like a horn flower, a white one, beautiful, but it's a bit worse than a yellow flower! I think Mom's thinking of her beauty, more of her memories