I depicted the city in my memory. When I looked back at the city I passed by, I always thought of the young people who were chatting with kebabs in hands outside the shop, the girl sitting at the door in a daze, the lonely figure leaning against the window, the couples walking happily shoulder to shoulder, the crying elephant against the brown background, the huge cat and so on . These scenes don't only merely to a specific city. They are the symbols in my heat and they are the past I haven't experienced.
In my memory, there was a garden where huge flowers bloomed on the roof. Whenever I think of this garden, I feel like that people grow out of honey wings and they only need to do something relaxing, like fishing or sleeping. The honey wings have the shape of raindrops. On the surface of the honey wings are the symbols of forests and sea.
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