If you were to ask Ivy which of the four seasons is her favorite, she would definitely say summer.
But... The important days and profound stories in her life often took place in the biting cold wind and the overwhelming snow. After making her bitterly cold, they disappeared from her life with the spring breeze and melting snow.
... On a snowy night, on the cold snow, Ivey thought about this and closed his eyes.
Intention: The summer you have been waiting for will finally come