In the snowy weather in the north, Lin Zhixia met Shen Xingci, who was as gentle as the evening star. They accumulated a whole winter of love in the hot cocoa and sugar-roasted chestnuts at the old bookstall. But a cross-country distance made the promise be blown into dust by the wind - his news became farther and farther away, and her waiting became longer and longer. In the end, she could only watch the evening star fall from the night sky between the two of them into the eyes of others. This is a pure love regret about snow, poetry, and "not all promises can be realized".
Purpose: To write about the regrets of young pure love, so that readers can see the tenderness and pain of love disappearing silently in distance and time.