She is an independent and strong girl who grew up step by step from a small village.
He watched her growth process from the sidelines indifferently.
The day she met him, she remembered that the trees were weighed down by last night's heavy snow, as if they were bowing, and the layers were undulating, as if all the trees were paying the highest respect to the dark man in the vast white snow. He just stood in the middle of the circle, silent, as if watching her silently.
She could never forget it. Later, when she picked up a pen to draw and looked at the small ink-colored flowers blooming like flowers on the white rice paper, she realized that he was like that point that attracted all her eyes and clicked on the softest place in her heart.