The glistening snow falling slowly from the sky
To mark her birth
Someone once said that a child born in the cherry blossoms and snow must be God's favorite child.
She said: No! I'm not! If he loves me, why should he let me suffer so much sorrow?
God said: That is what you need to temper...
The young man with icy blue eyes curled up his lips: You are the one I will cherish forever...
Well, this is my first time writing an article, so please forgive me if it's not good!