No topic yet (because it is very late, I will update a little bit to show my hard work) The mountain is still tens of feet high.
The strong wind was blowing against his face with ice and snow, making that little figure look even more frail. He looked like a child of eleven or twelve years old. Although his plain clothes were still neat, he was still wearing summer clothes. In such ice and snow, he would undoubtedly freeze to death! However, although the child's skin was bruised by the cold, he still walked up without looking back, with a resolute expression on his face. The small purple star on his forehead points all the way to the top of the snowy field that seems to be as high as the sky.