Encounter with Snow

     It's snowing on my way home from work.

    Snow, these winter sprites, possess a delicate heart and a shy beauty. Like flower petals, they dance gracefully in the air, bringing unexpected joy and a touch of emotion to those shivering in the cold wind.

    I suddenly wondered, how long does it take for a snowflake to form and then vanish? A few minutes? Or a few seconds? It certainly won't be long; that's its life cycle—falling to the ground, onto my body, onto my shoulder. I couldn't bear to shake them off, trying my best to let them linger in this world a little longer. Perhaps they will achieve immortality in another form, gaining another cycle of life, but our encounter began and ended in this way.

    This moment of tenderness, romantic and exquisite.

    I cherish this fleeting connection.

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