Pure Taste

The smell of tobacco us in memories Sweet dreams, soft kisses, sour happiness A playful flavor like marshmallows - cute little wicks; Just like the refreshing smell of morning - the setting sun; The smell of loneliness like midnight - the presence of haze; The smell is like a fallen leaf waiting alone - a simple swirl; A silent scent like sunflowers - naughty and childish... Different flavors quietly mixed together under the same clear sky, making the cute little swing squirt with vanilla. It was a group of children, smiling lightly in the sun... They are all looking for their own share of "Pure Taste"...