C2108 A Proud Girl

Just like many people who were unwilling to leave this world and always wanted to take another breath of air, last winter was the same.

Even before the stinging thunder of spring struck, winter was still nostalgic of the world. Grasping the tail of the spring wind tightly, on the second and seventh day of February, a huge blizzard still fell.

Snow was pouring down from the sky in torrents