The impression of the smell

Some invisible things, often in the heart of the heart left undetected marks, only in the years later, in some situations, suddenly touched, only awakened the memory of yesterday. For example, odour, at some moments, a familiar smell will lead to unforgettable things and people.
Just like some people smell some kind of smell, they will remember the food they made in their childhood, and remember the deep feeling of those years. When I was little, my grandfather was a carpenter, and he built all kinds of wooden products in the open space every day. When they entered the door, they smelled the sawdust. Different wood had different smells. They could not smell at ordinary times. When they fly in the sawdust, the smell went over the house. My grandfather was busy almost every day, and the smell of wood grew with me. Later, my grandfather died and my family moved to the county seat. The scent gradually faded away from life until it was forgotten.
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Until more than 10 years later, I once occasionally passed a house and smelled the familiar sawdust. At that moment, I forgot to step, like a stream of steam coming from the depths of time, making me find the warm ocean I had lost. When he remembered the thatched cottage, he thought of the scattered wood in the house, and the grandfather who waved a hatchet saw. His hair was covered with tiny bits of sawdust. It seemed as if it was only in an instant. The original thought light, in fact, has been in the bottom of the heart. That afternoon, I stood at the door, watching the people in the house playing furniture, just as I watched my never coming childhood.
A man I know in a middle school in a remote town, as an old teacher, is suffering from a fatal illness. When he is dying, his family asks him what wishes he has. He says, just want to smell the smell of chalk. The family went to the shop to buy chalk, and he smiled and walked away in the familiar smell. Perhaps, at that moment, he just wanted to remember the times of the stage before the familiar smell, and finally to commemorate the white time that never came again. The long chalk flavor, dyed his hair, and made his life very clear.
In our lives, grass and flowers, ordinary fireworks, and that kind of smell may record a moving and yearning. There are always some flavors that imprint invisible imprints on our hearts. When we encounter them, they offer us an untimely beauty.