Our dreams are ephemeral and we try to record something in the fleeting moments of our lives. It has been believed that gods dwell in Sakura-cherry blossom-, which blooms for a moment and then falls in a flash. The color of the blossom remains the same, but the scent of the blossom induces a phantom. The color of the flower is a record of something that is revived over and over again.
Yes, a "Record" because it never changes.