A Gentle Breeze, A Fleeting Bloom of Youth

In the shivering cold of winter, this radiant smile is as warm as sunshine.

In early summer, the faint fragrance of flowers is as sweet as cotton candy.

In July, the summer sky is a deep blue, with a sun like a ball of fire hanging overhead. Yet at this very moment, it doesn't feel hot. A sudden flutter in the heart is like a gentle breeze, softly brushing past the cheek and sweeping across the sky.