Winter

Winter is never just a season. Here there are the delicate and warm fireworks of ordinary people, the tenderness of hugging each other for warmth, but also the sharpness of life that is caught off guard, the helpless regrets and the skinny reality. We pick up the glimmer of light in the cold winter, accepting the coldness of the world while trying our best to hold on to the remaining warmth. The days are cold, but there are always people who are willing to hold each other warm and survive the long cold winter. Winter is coming, and the world is full of wind and snow. Some people find tenderness in the gaps between fireworks, while some people have their expectations shattered by the cold wind of fate. There is no idealized perfection, only the real struggles of ordinary people, the soft bonds, and the dull pain of reality that can never be avoided under the tenderness. Warmth is the fire given to each other, and bitterness is the inherent background of life. Concept: The biting cold winter envelopes the small town, and the three meals of fireworks and the bonds of family and friends are the thin clothes to withstand the wind and snow. But life will never be merciful just because people are soft-hearted. After laughter comes separation, enthusiasm will eventually hit the high wall of reality, warmth is real, and pain cannot be escaped.