Zoe has never been too fond of the snow in Washington.
The first year I met Francis,
On December 31, it snowed heavily in Washington.
She was pulled out by Rain to watch the fireworks.
Fireworks are climbing in the sky and the hands are spinning. She received a call from Francis.
At the moment when the bells rang and the fireworks exploded, the man said to her:
"Happy New Year."
She turned around in the bustling crowd.
Saw that man.
Later, someone asked her what the snow in Washington looked like.
She said it was like a star falling.
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Some words from the author: It was greatly influenced by an author called Planes Can Fly, as well as Ondaatje. It's just written by a junior high school student for fun. He has little talent and little knowledge. He lightly sprays it.
Intention: Destined ending