I turned around and went out. Everywhere quiet, snow has covered the whole town, they are asleep.
The street lamp shone lonely on three-thirds of an acre under his feet.
It's funny that I lost my way and went everywhere in the same lane. It feels like this is a circle and I wander in the center of this circle.
The cities that used to be familiar with seem to have changed. It holds its breath, like a lion in the grass. If I don't pay attention, my bones will disappear.
Suddenly, someone patted me on the shoulder behind me. She wore a white dress with snow on her eyebrows. Her expression seemed stiff and she seemed to have been stuck here for a long time.
"Hello, how do you get to heaven?" Her face was dull, and she moved her cracked lips. The sound seemed like an arrow from her body, shooting straight at my heart.
