嵐の男

Some fifteen billion years ago, this universe was given birth, about twenty billion stars sparkle among the Milky Way and even now, somewhere in space, the fate of those very stars may bring over in the grand battles. However, unconcerned with such things, the seasons past on.

Cherry Blossom, passing time, a witness of many meetings, a sublime flower, Cherry Blossom, a witness of may partings, a transient flower. And this year, the flower will bloom, yet again to witness many fleeting emotions, painful memories. In this very spring when it all began.

With sweet memories, there are sweet scents. Engulfed in these scents, your heart can always return to those unforgettable moments. The colors will never fade, frozen in time to become a part of your inner landscape

The library is home to many books, and each book tells a beautiful story far beyond reality. Yet, when you fall in love, reality itself becomes a story far more beautiful than any book can tell

No one can stop the time but a picture kept inside a heart will always be there. Deep whitin the picture, will be always be displayed and it will forever touch the heart sweetly and bitterly

It is said that the color blue can ease one’s heart. It lifts the doubts and weariness of the mind. The color blue can awaken an honest heart. Summer is the season painted with that the same shade of blue

It is rare for someone to realize the beginning of love. More than friends, but not yet lovers such a delicate relationship slowly changes with the passage of time almost like changing seasons

The days of summer intensely whirl by carrying anticipation as if something might happen at any moment. Surviving the summer storms, the season slowly cycles onward

The fleeting dream I had in spring was swallowed by the summer senseless excitement leaving a small scar. The melancholy whispers of an autumn winds gently speaks of that scars significance and of the real me inside my heart

Autumn, people say that leaves fall from leaves fall from trees to make room of those that are to come, although you may mess the falling leaves, new leaves will always emerge in spring. The space left inside an empty heart is probably something similar as well

Beyond the noise, the freezing night are stealthily permeates the room. I clutch at my blanket, unable to sleep when suddenly it comes. It makes me want to cry, it grips my heart a painful miserable sadness. So from within the shadows of the heart, something like a sense of isolation comes

The snow blankets everything in white, If there is sadness, the snow enfolds it gently, If there’s happiness, the snow decorates it tenderly. The snow falls in quiet drifts.

Everything in this world must come to an end. It is perhaps fates that can nothing to escape

There is nothing that doesn’t change, there’s nothing that doesn’t end. It is difficult to fully accept that, but that’s reality, One season ends and a new season begins

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