Su Mei, a former surfboard repairman, came to Gangshika Snow Mountain in Tibet to join the glacier survey team for a promise. The days here are bitter but warm: the ice is biting and the wind is biting, but the warm care of the teammates - Wang Lei's off-kilter love songs, Li Jianguo's practical care, Chen Shuli's silent kindness, and Lao Zhou's heart-warming stories - make the days solid. She also met Agula, a young man who always squatted on the grass slope watching sheep. He was silent and stubborn, hiding his promise to teach her writing in his heart, like grass seeds sprouting quietly under the melting snow.
The appearance of senior team member Jiang Yifeng broke Su Mei's mind. He understood the look in her eyes when she looked at the snow-capped mountains, and understood her bravery and softness. The two of them, carrying their own pasts, slowly changed their "like" from tentative to determined in the gap between the ice seams and under the starry sky on the grassland.
Agula always asked "What does the sea look like?" Su Mei realized that there is no sea in Gangshika, just like a young man who may have difficulty walking out of the mountain col. But when Jiang Yifeng held her hand and said, "Eat until you grow old, play until you grow old," and when Agula scrawled the word "sea" in his notebook, she suddenly understood: the appearance of the sea was not in the distance, but in the eyes of the people around her and the temperature in the palms of her hands - there was no sea in Gangshika, but there was a light that was warmer than the sea.
The delicious food at the end of each chapter makes me drool while writing. . .
