Flowers bloom and fade
Many years later, whenever it snowed for the first time, I would always stand on the thick snow, maintaining my usual posture, looking for his figure in the crowd with wild eyes. When our eyes met, I believed that he would walk up to me, pat away the snow falling on my head and shoulders, then take off the warm scarf, tie it carefully, then hold my hand, grin at me, and say: Let's go home!
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