The ice and snow finally buried all the paths back,
And I am still standing here, not leaving for a long time,
Slowly catching the snowflakes falling from the sky with both hands,
Cold, perfect, fleeting.
Just like us,
It's like a flower that blooms extravagantly and then suddenly withers.
The wind took away the fragrance of flowers when they were confused,
But he sent the news of my departure,
What's floating in the sky is my last thought,
with... Love...
Another short article of mine: Silent [Vampire Knight]
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