Snow Falls on the Capital

The temple is located in the mountains, and there is a white dove staying on the cherry tree in front of the temple. Not long after the beginning of spring, the mountains are lush and green, and the four seasons are changing. This time is so long, long enough for a wanderer to return home, long enough for a girl to wait until her hair is full of white. A burst of singing disrupted the old man's thoughts. The young monk cleaning the fallen leaves in front of the temple sang: "One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, and the water is cold. I miss the maple leaves. The chrysanthemums are blooming, but the chrysanthemums are withered. The wild geese are flying high, and the people have not returned, but the wind and moon are idle." In the years since he resigned, he has never Taking a step into Shangjing City, he was waiting for the girl who climbed the wall to pick cherries that year, waiting to say the words that he didn't have time to say. Li Hongzheng's thoughts were pulled back to thirty years ago. In that year, his girl stayed in that year forever. In that year, the heaviest snow fell in Shangjing City. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.