The north wind kills the frost grass and carries the drifting snow to wash away the world.
In the muddy alley, a snowflake fell in the air and finally melted into a rough palm.
The old beggar curled up in a corner slowly took back his right hand, looked at the snow falling in the sky and murmured, "This snow is actually colder than the one in the south."
He stood up unsteadily, holding a "crutch" in one hand, and groped around. The empty eye sockets showed that he was a blind old man.
"It's time to go. Today, I will meet this hero of the North."
The old beggar stroked his crutch: "Do you think so, old man?"
The crutch actually made a clanking sound, as if responding to the old man.
The old beggar smiled: "You are much cuter than that heartless man."
The wind and snow came suddenly, gradually disappearing the figure of the old man...
Purpose: Promote positive energy