Winter Lasts

[The full text is saved for completion.] A bouquet of tulips appeared at the door. Someone rang the doorbell and left, leaving only the bouquet and a postcard. Above is a photo taken casually of a gorgeous and fashionable Swiss street under snow, followed by a text. 8011.28 Kilometers, 4977.98 Miles, seven hours, and snowy Switzerland was not that good. Cheng Xin received the postcard and put it in a book. "On the Other Side of Canaan" —— Jiang Lingquan. Your love is like the sound of rain, There was silence as it fell. My love is like a gust of wind. Blown down and blown away. —— Has the snow in your heart stopped? Has the long-lasting winter in my heart passed? —— Next year, she won't come back. Mon hiver, les quatre saisons durent.