Daiyu Buries the Flowers
Seeing fallen blossoms drift down, Lin Daiyu cannot bear to have them trampled, so she gathers them in a silk pouch and buries them in the earth, chanting the "Song of Burying Flowers" as she weeps: "Others laugh that I, burying flowers, am a fool — who, in years to come, will bury me?" She buries flowers, but mourns her own drifting, rootless fate, her youth about to pass. The scene carries a girl’s sensitivity to the fleetingness of life to its very extreme.