C1972 Hate Is also a Kind of Emotion

Last night, the sky was still clear and fine, but this morning, it had turned gloomy. At nine o'clock in the morning, there was a drizzle. As the north wind blew, it became colder and colder, and the drizzle turned into snowflakes.

The snowflakes danced in the air as the north wind started to roar. It used its greatest strength to hit Tang Peng's face. It shattered into pieces, and very quickly