Many years later, the past they miss is still in that steamy town.
Human memory is so sensitive that just a small object can evoke it, and the familiar smell from that year suddenly invades the nasal cavity...
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I sat on the train facing her, and the snowy mountains above the window stood quietly, just like she stood quietly in a valley with clear clouds and flowers outside the border.
Intention: Life is like a dream, everything in the world is like the wind