I always feel that the world in the mirror is very quiet and very peaceful.
Maybe the curved mirror widens the vision, so it can see more and see farther.
Inside the building, trees, quickly combined, and a little like a projection, but it is always imaginative space.
Inside the mirror, they rush past the car, the quiet world, they seem to have found their destination, so they race against the clock to catch up.
In reality, although I hold the steering wheel, it is mechanized to walk in that direction every day.
Suddenly, I saw the world in the mirror, and the world behind it was familiar but strange.
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