As warm as in spring

The cold wind attacked this small city again, causing too many memories. Indus leaves chased the steps of winter, leaving a flustered back, which made people pity. I don’t know when I started to like the weather here. It raises memories in every abnormal weather change, which is like a life-long agreement attached to a certain label. The heart that is warm like spring is quietly blooming in the cold winter, and I can feel her fragrance, which is slightly light and unforgettable. In the middle of the night, the yellowish light was slightly shining on the campus. You can see a little starlight when you open the window. In the dormitory, only their breathing mixed unevenly, just like the sound of raindrops slowly flowing down along the roof. The wind blows the leaves, and leaves are dancing vaguely. They are warm to each other at night, so pure that no impurities can penetrate into each other and stand out abnormally at a certain moment. Unscrew the desk lamp and clearly see the dust flying in the air. The air feels frozen in an instant and can’t see any cracks. No matter how the shadow changes, my mind stops here with the air. I think of the phone call from my mother in the afternoon. I keep telling you to wear more when it gets cold, don’t catch a cold again. Although you were in poor health and annoyed her nagging at that time, you still felt warm and unspeakable warmth in your heart. In an hour in the afternoon, the mobile phone was filled with more than ten text messages, full of mood. Those are nothing but some words of blessing and some simple greetings, but they are enough to warm me in this season. As time goes by, there are always some people who stand out in a special time. It suddenly occurred to me that a friend said to me that time is a beam of gradually stronger light, and as long as you can see a little light, you will have hope. Warmth is just so simple. Shallow Breath, light end. One breath ends, the other breath begins. The part of the heart that suddenly narrows or grows larger may not be recalled until a long and long dream, as warm. The Palm is cold, and the hot water is poured into the empty mineral water bottle. The hot air rises at the bottom of the bottle instantly. Slowly, the whole bottle narrows by half, which is the warm distance. Everything needs carriers. If it hadn’t been the cold wind, I wouldn’t have noticed these warm feelings.

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