It's been empty since the old woman had gone. But those left plants are still alive and beautiful.
I remember the famous Japanese poem.
When the east wind blows
Bloom and spread the pram blossoms
Even without your owner
Don't forget Spring bell
(by Michizane Sugawara)
It's his farewell word to his home.
He was forced to send to the countryside by the government.
He resigned with sorrowful goodbye.
