There was a little bit of sunshine when we arrived, but there was heavy snow when we left.
This is a person's unexpected encounter, a person's deliberate decision.
It's hard to say who loves whom more. It's just that one is blinded by the sunshine and the other is hindered by the heavy snow.
The story I want to tell is as simple as two people, but in their eyes, the world was just like this from a certain point of time.
The young man said: "My most magnificent ideal is to carve myself into your map."