Utopian society by Kwan

The sweet scent of air filled the world of green. Emotions floating all over as if you could touch them but would eventually melt like snow. The wind rustling through my hair as I walk in the street. The concrete felt cushion soft under my feet as people walk by saying hello or good morning at strangers on the road. Here, people are complementing each other as an every day habit. Each sentence filled the ears of the one complemented. Each and everyone passed by giving off an aura that can light up everyone else's. Even so, there are always some fails and horrible incidents which makes the whole city icy cold. When the chill comes, it shakes my heart so badly, but no sorrow can break into the people here. When the chills come, the torch of each house would eventually warm up our hearts in a blink of an eye. The torch was meant to melt away the ice that might isolate people from socialization resulting only loneliness and despair of their failure or loss. When all that was prevented, it makes a perfect place to live like no other.