The cold wind swept through the city of Munich wantonly. The foggy winter is coming, and people can't help but miss the warmth and softness of winter in their hometown.
At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, I walked out of the library of the University of Munich and walked along the ancient and thick stone walls. While sighing at the vast European historical materials in the library and the ancient and profound German civilization, I wrapped my somewhat thin coat tightly and complained about the premature arrival of cold winter and the gloomy weather without sunlight. Tezuka Kunimitsu was thinking that maybe it was time to buy a thick coat, or go find a place to drink and warm up first. He couldn't help but quicken his pace.