For nine cold days, winter looked down on its subjects like a noble princess, spreading huge woolen blankets all over the sky, shining with cold silver light. The trees seemed to be decorated with beauty, but no one knew that under the snow was a bald old man. In the biting cold wind, there were also people paddling forward with difficult steps. If you looked down, you would have thought they were ants that had been frozen to death, with their black bodies moving in the snow. But this is indeed a person.
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