Write a short novel of a young man who keeps on sending pictures to his friend who is terminally ill in a faraway town based on this poem "A picture of flowers"

The thin and fragile threads are joined only with this small camera.
I'm in this old town, left behind,
Last year, too, I sent you a picture of this flower in a yellow envelope
with my little, meaningless message.

The same flower bloomed again,
May it reach you my dear friend in the distance.
May this sky clear and bright after the rain make our tomorrow clear and bright.

I don't want to admit it, but I know that it will come to an end someday,
Even if I'm acting cheerful, tears come up.
Amidst the rustling of roadside trees, I don't mind the pain of my shoes,
I jump over puddles and walk fast.

The same flower bloomed again,
May it reach you my dear friend in the distance.
Though this is all I can do,
I hope this will make your almost crying face happy.

May this sky clear and bright after the rain make our tomorrow clear and bright.