Once upon a time, two trees grew very close to each other. Their branches entwined like lovers hands. Whenever the cool breeze blew, their leaves would whisper gently in the secret language of the trees. All the forest folks knew of their love. Little birds would sit on their crowns singing beautiful love songs. Their love was very pure and true.

One fateful day, the cruel North wind spotted the two lovers and hurled itself mightily upon them. The stronger tree fearlessly stood up to defend his loved one and managed to saved her. At the last gust of hale, he himself fell broken to the ground.

She wept bitterly over him as he said, “Don’t cry, my beloved,” he said in his last dying breath, “May your tears turn to blossoms that shall never fall, for they shall remind the world that love is indeed mightier that death.”

Therefore, if you ever came across a mysterious tree in the woods all covered in blooms in the middle of a cold winter, you will know that this is the tree of love. It is the tree of those who suffered for their love.