Sometimes, a kind of music, a secluded place of the water, the fragrance of a flower, even the mention of a familiar word, suddenly aroused some vague memories, reminiscent of some life there had not been the scene, they would like a breeze to scatter, as if suddenly wake up to a long parting, happy memories, but the memories alone is contemplating couldn't remember the.
有的時候，一支親切的樂曲，一處幽靜地方的潺潺水聲，一朵花的芳香，甚而只是說出一個熟悉的字眼，會突然喚起一些模糊的記憶，令人想起一些今生不曾出現過的場景，它們會像微風一樣飄散，仿佛剎那間喚醒了對某種久已別離的、比較快樂的往事，而這種回憶單靠冥思苦想是怎么也想不起來的。
