In the year-round ice-free port of Murmansk, an Arctic harbor more than 300 kilometers deep into the Arctic Circle, in the thick white snow, the houses are white, the branches are covered with snow, the ship's lights shine bright yellow, tearing through the thick fog, and the distant mountains opposite the harbor are vaguely visible under the white snow.
A white mist came out of He Yu's mouth, and he played a song of Amazing Grace while holding a dark green harmonica in his navy blue gloves.
The music with strong religious overtones made Gu Xiliang feel solemn and trembling when he looked at He Yu. Wrapped in thick clothes, warmth surged into his heart, and goosebumps appeared on his skin. It was definitely not because of the cold.
Gu Xiliang felt confused, helpless, and overwhelmed, and shed tears of unknown reason.
Until He Yu finished playing the music, patted the snowflakes off Gu Xiliang's hat, and said to her: "Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound."
Amazing grace, so sweet.
"That saved a wretch like me."
We sinners are forgiven.
"I once was lost but now I\\'m found,"
I was lost in the past, but now I'm on the right path,
"Was blind but now I see"
Once blind, I can see again.
Intention: to move forward courageously
