They first met in late spring and early summer, when the weather was fine and the bright and warm spring light shone on each other through the window. The people in the light and shadow were imprinted in each other's calm eyes.
Encounter by chance, a startling glance
Then the sun sets, and the silent people meet and miss each other.
Until that day when the boy opened the door
They met again in the middle of winter
There are echoes of summer in the biting winter wind
Intention: Winter is gone and the stars are bright