Farewell, the beginning of twilight. Farewell, my wise young lord!
Gently, the wind whispers clearly between heaven and earth. In an instant, disappear.
Here, on the last day of late autumn, we have the first snow of the year.
The snow began to fall from the sky. It was very clever, just like the snow scene in the snow capital. The princess should still be enjoying the snowflakes in the snow garden and dancing on the blue waves.
Because in this white world, there is no stopping, whether it is snow or wind.
It's just people who have become silent, quiet, and deep.
Conception: