C143 Erythritol(part i)

The beauty of the mountain city was wrapped in silver,

Snowflakes flutter in the north wind;

The night of sharing a bed and sharing a pillow,

True love on earth never regrets.

Time was like a gust of wind that carried people to November. This year's weather was exceptionally cold, earlier than usual. It was the early winter, and only a few small snowflakes had fallen