The air seems to be burning these days, and the hot people are out of breath. I just opened the starting point today and wanted to upload a new chapter, and suddenly I saw a line of gray-white words on the top. I already hated this color. Because as long as this color appears, nothing good happens. I'm just a newcomer to the starting point, and I don't even know many of the relevant functions of the starting point, and I have never heard of ten years of snowfall. But after less than a month of writing, I deeply understand that it is not easy to start a writer. I didn't feel a cool breeze behind me, and it was full of goosebumps. I always feel inexplicably sad about death, and it is difficult for me to accept that a life is just leaving me, even if it is a young person who has nothing to do with me. But I was particularly touched to see that so many readers at the beginning of the year were more or less helpful to the deceased ten years of snowfall. The world is impermanent, the original atmosphere of this society has been tarnished, people are accustomed to intrigue and flattery, and how many people have forgotten the goodness that originally belonged to the depths of their hearts. I only hope that you can go all the way, you can enter the six realms of reincarnation, and write better works in the next life. Go all the way, even if I go on my road in the future, I will never see your old age again.