Once in a while, when I wake up, I find myself surrounded by an unfamiliar scenery.

  What greets me isn't my small room, but a vast lake...frozen still.

  Trees stretch out as far as the eye can see covered in white, serene snow.

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  Far away from me, I see mountains so high they look like they're touching the sky.

  A beautiful flower emerges from the snow, as it's purple petals point at me.

  But...

  I cannot enjoy such a sight.

  Because...

  The dream I'm sure I had, I cannot remember... and I'm left with a hollow sensation I cannot ignore.

  The pristine snow only serves to boost my melancholy.