The sky was grey and the floor was wet. Raindrops collided against the ground as the cold wind blew. I watched as the sakura flowers swayed along with the wind. As the wind started to still, droplets trickled down the beautiful petals of pink. Even on such a gloomy day, the sakura tree will never lose its lustre.
The cold weather left me hungry. We walked towards the hotel and settled for a hearty meal before arriving.