Descriptive Writing 20110091 Sungkwon Park
With us surrounded by a chilly air of autumn, four tough cookies who were totally grown-up but still looked like kids were gathered around at a round table and exuberantly shooting the breeze as if we were baby birds in the warm nest. That lovely pub was made of enormous amount of sweat and love of a mother of my friend. Thankfully, our mouths were full of mouth-watering food made from the love of the mother bird.
Putting tough reality and excruciating worries aside, each hand of our four tough cookies held magical elixir to youth. Glittering with the reflection of light on the surface of crystal clear glasses on the table, the ambiance in the cozy pub was harmonized with our reminiscences and was full of scenes buried for such a long time in our hearts. Bitter-sweet feelings and memories crossed our minds.
Out of the blue, a sailing boat carrying our bitter-sweet memories bumped into monstrous waves and a storm with several shots of mysterious elixir. Before long, countless shared reminiscences endlessly whirled in our hearts. We were shedding our skins little by little that were soiled with our currently harsh lives, but it didn’t take much time for tough cookies to flash back to the past and turn into tough kids from that time, 2010. We were so glad to have a time with traces of our life for the first time in several years.
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