A blue hair rope, an old pen, a box of white rabbit dipped in candy——
They met in the snow and grew up in the good times of the world.
He is not good at expressing, and she does not know how to look back;
But young people will always learn to love and be loved in a certain snowfall.
This is a story about companionship, growth and loss and return.
There were no big winds or waves, just each other's shadows that were always there.
Intention: Use small thoughts to illuminate each other's four seasons in the world.