Coolness in Summer

My name is Xia Jingliang, and I'm in Wuhan. Wuhan, sometimes I forget that I live in Wuhan, where hot dry noodles cost 12 yuan a night. When you have not experienced the warmth of spring and the coolness of summer, you will think of it; when you think of you and him crossing the river, you will think of it... In short, in this city that becomes more and more bewildered as the night goes by, love can be fierce among the water-like young people, and the pain can be cold. Winter is extremely cold. I can't say whether I like the winter in this city, because here there is no wind and sand in the sky in Beijing, and there is no hazy rain in the south of the Yangtze River. If you like, you can wear stockings and play with your sexy collarbone, or you can wear bright red and purple and wrap yourself up inside and outside. It's okay, no one will laugh at you. However, I still don't love it because it's too cold and I don't have a hug to keep me warm. I huddled in bed, thinking about what happened these days, and my head ached. Just when I wanted to take a rest, a deafening sound splashed on my face. I cursed in disgust: "Are you dead? Damn it!" I lazily put on my slippers and groped towards the kitchen. Food that can be swallowed, it turns out that someone is at home, "Baby, here we come, Chinese New Year is coming soon, do you have any plans?" When I listened to "Baby", I really felt that I shivered. I haven't heard it for a long, long time. It turns out that I am loved. New Year? Was Su Yuexi talking about the Chinese New Year just now? So quickly, I suddenly longed to see the fiery scene, so I quickly sorted it out and shouted loudly, "Yue Xi, you're out, don't wait for me to eat!" Walking out of the garden, the pungent smell of gunpowder seemed to symbolize everything burning, including my already cold heart. I watched everyone rejoice quietly, feeling indescribable joy in my heart. I felt as if I had not seen such life-rich content for a long, long time. I jumped with them, trying not to let my worldly bitterness contaminate them. I stared blankly at the cage of lanterns, and I vaguely felt that a cold heart was burning inside. I walked with my head buried in my chest, as if I was going to a place of nothingness, and silently I walked here again. Song Yi's house is here again. I know clearly that this is not my destination. Whenever I feel so lonely, I am always used to having Song Mo by my side. I only dare to show her my embarrassment. She arrived quickly and was never sloppy. "Hey. Let's go, don't be sentimental. How can we not squander youth? Comrades need to spend more. Today I brought all my pocket money this year, and I plan to use it all." I was not surprised that she was such a crazy person. "Quick, I have to buy a lot of things..." Hearing her constant chirping, I felt that spring is not far away, and the ice in those festivals will eventually melt. This story is about me, Song Yi and Xia Yi. It's long and sad. This is the story of our Iron Triangle. "Are you sad? Well, let's go home."