Blue 2

HK had given me a lot of unforgettable memories, which are difficult to be named specifically with words. I am sort of love HK, I have to say, in every way except its weather and its air pollution. I will miss its sticky harbour from time to time, in a sudden and unexpected fashion. I miss the feeling when sitting together with friend in a corner of the coffee shop and absorbed in my own confused subtle sentiment. I also miss the feeling when the insensible breeze secretly comforting the skin which was exposed in the awkward toxic air for too long, when walking along the harbour. I miss the noise at the ferry when enormous feet stepped in the rush on the gang way between the boat and the shore......