The train was running, and the scenery outside the window was beautiful. The tall poplar trees flew back and forth one by one. My heart was flying constantly for more than twenty years. No matter what, I could not forget the feeling of ecstasy left by my sons in my heart. I thought that in more than an hour, I could see my sons. My heart began to pound, and my crotch began to become wet. It seemed that there were hundreds of small bugs crawling in the depths of my vagina.