The sky is blue and white. It's a clear sky for thousands of miles. The bright sunshine of white flowers is dazzling, but no one speaks to them. The atmosphere is as cold and oppressive as ice and snow.

after another two hours, they have reached the mountainside, but the wind is obviously strong. With the blowing of snow foam, it seems that a high wall has been erected in front of them, which has stopped the progress of the people.

flowers, like a stranger, breathe the cold air in your arms under the close protection of your long night. "Night, can't go any more!"

cold snow said with internal...