A sudden eighteen-degree day drew me to the park at lunchtime, where everyone was enjoying the first hints of spring. But the sky had turned softly hazy, and saying goodbye to the clear blue winter sky left me with sweet, complicated feelings.
| 気温 | きおん | (air) temperature |
| 気配 | けはい | sign; hint (in the air) |
| 見上げる | みあげる | to look up at |
| 春霞 | はるがすみ | spring haze |
| 複雑 | ふくざつ | complicated; mixed (feelings) |
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