DA, Sasha. Again...the mixed marriage of different senses...the intense beauty of sun (as if setting in summer or autumn) and the blue gentleness of winter...taking 2 events to construct the new beatuy...I would worship the moment I saw such a gorgeous sun during winter's falling sound...again the division of original moment which is the rarest accomplishment: considering how ubiquitous is the "sunset"...ochin, ochin..by the way, youre bright about the Buddhist pyre in melons...(but i did not want to tell anyone) ;)...