The biting winter wind is biting, the sun is blocked by clouds, and only the snow on the ground is dazzlingly white.
Lin Dan hated winter, her face being red from the cold, water droplets in her mask, and the painful pain in her arms blown by the wind, but she saw a smile and those eyes, and from then on, the past winter became her spiritual food.
Campus literature he
Intention: to get up from the mud