Two years ago, the boy left Beijing.
Two years later, on the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, the boy returned.
That day, the roads in Kyoto were covered with snow, as if the snow was about to kick off a new chapter.
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I wonder if they will still remember the high-spirited young man in Beijing when they look back a few years later...
Intention: Recalling the past today, have you forgotten your original intention?