She turned to that page again, the page she would never forget. She rubbed the paper with her hand. It was still the same handwriting, but the color of the black pen was stained by tears.
That night on New Year's Eve, it snowed heavily. She walked towards me holding a small umbrella on the street. She said that it was New Year's Eve and if I didn't go home, the dumplings would be gone. I held back my tears and said it would be gone if it was gone. She smiled lightly and said it doesn't matter, I will cook something hot for you when you get home. I looked up at her. She was so beautiful. There were snowflakes on her eyelashes and her hair, and her nose and face were red from the cold. She must be a fairy! She took my cold hand and took me home. I don't like spicy food, I like sour food, but Chen Qi doesn't like sour food, he likes spicy food. She didn't know that I didn't like spicy food, so when she made the ingredients, she didn't add vinegar but added spicy food. So spicy! It was so spicy that I burst into tears, but I couldn't say that I ate them one after another. After a while, she held her face with one hand, looked at me, and said calmly, Jiang Su, marry me next year!
Purpose: To commemorate the first person I loved most