The Snow Has Yet to Fall

We once rowed through mountains and waters, leaving memories lingering at our temples.

When we look back on those days, they seem to stand before us in the vastness of the night.

We all experienced beautiful things, but the youth we shared has already passed.

Perhaps it is melancholy, perhaps a feeling from the past, but today I still can't let it go.

We may lose it, yet it seeps into our hearts when we least expect it and stays with us.