Light Blindness

There are more figures in the snow in winter, and the bustling crowds surround the road. On a pure white wooden chair, a statue stands proudly. If you look closely, it is not a statue but a man who has been frozen to death. He is holding a bright red rose in his arms. Yu Dongzhou was a peaceful 20-year-old. He spent one difficult winter after another and witnessed one broken tragedy after another. That day I felt a little sick again, relying on medicine to maintain my health My body can no longer support my continued walking What happens again and again is that I am good and bad. What is bad is that I can't seem to find myself.