The winter sun is warm, I stubbornly thought to death.

One

The warm sunlight shines through the glass, leaving mottled shadows on the wall, and the branches are staggered, vaguely carrying the smell of memory.

Lying up, I took out a bag of coffee, tore it open, the powdery substance made people shock, I couldn't help but think of her, milk tea, absentmindedly brewing coffee, and my mind was blank for no reason.

The only thing that growth brings us is the power of memory.

The purple crystals on the wooden windowsill mechanically reflect the sun's rays, leaving a string of multicolored marks on the shadows of the trees

Is she okay?

The aroma of coffee still fills the air, and thoughts drift away.

Two

Milk Tea is a very easy-going girl like me, with a small single eyelid and amber pupils that reveal a bit of calmness and calmness. When she laughed, there were two deep dimples in the corners of her mouth, like black holes as unfathomable and incomprehensible, which could suck people in, and her smile was very contagious, and could make my originally depressed mood better for no reason.

Wisps of milky white mist floated out of the coffee on the table, and the fog became lighter and lighter, and this mist was very much like snow.

I met her on a snowy winter's day, and I grinned stupidly. Gradually, the angelic smile became clearer and clearer in my mind.

Three

I like to drink coffee very much, every day at noon I will pull milk tea to the platform on the roof of the teaching building, in a comfortable position to recline on the milk tea on the ground, bathed in the warm sunshine, drink a cup of coffee, milk tea is also from that time was captured by the "milk tea", she also found a crooked excuse, said to accompany me.

Hehe, it's so cute. Those days were very fulfilling, pleasant, and happy, and it is precisely because of this that I found that the world is so beautiful and the sunshine is so warm.

Four

"Coffee! Please, teach me! "One day after school, Milk Tea held her newly bought bicycle with one hand and clutched the corner of my clothes with the other, complaining bitterly.

"Humph!" I pretended to ignore her and didn't overdo it.

"Woo – Coffee bullied me again! Why don't I buy coffee to compensate you? Woo - milk tea coffee is the kindest, right? "I compromised, but only for the sake of a cup of coffee and a bunch of good words.

The sky was blue, like a freshly washed silk cloth hanging on the clouds, without a single wrinkle. The sky is so clear that people's hearts can't help but let go.

I carefully supported the milk tea riding on my bike, drank coffee, and gradually, the speed of the milk tea riding accelerated, and the body stabilized. "I'm going to fly higher!"

After a loud shout, Milk Tea staggered the bike and rode fast, and I ran behind her, rippling with our smiles; What is burning is our youth; What is woven is our dream.

Suddenly remembered an old song: The flowers of youth bloom and thank me for being tired but not regretting / The rain and snow of the four seasons make me intoxicated but unbearably haggard / Gentle wind, gentle dreams, gentle morning and dawn dusk / faint clouds, faint tears, faint years......

Five

Reality is always cruel. In the end, many things in the world cannot return to the beauty of the beginning, and death is a powerless pain, but we are willing to do it when we turn around like this.

Graduation, separation, everything is over, everything ceases to exist, including, our friendship.

As the aroma of coffee faded away, I lifted the microphone and dialed the familiar phone number, but I immediately hung up. What am I worried about, what is it that makes me daunted?

A few months of strangeness, a few months of unfamiliarity, made our friendship crack, and there was a crystal wall in it, which was insurmountable.

Memories, like an old record player, squeaked and turned, suddenly stuck, and my memories disappeared there.

The brilliance of the crystal became more and more dazzling, as if it was an effort to show off its last beauty.

"This winter, there is no snow, milk tea." I said to myself.

Six

That's all. This is where it all ends. When the blue of the sky becomes a memory, the coffee is no longer hot.

Stubbornly held his head high, trying not to let the transparent tears fall from the corners of his eyes.

I drank my coffee in one gulp and drank all my memories together.

Seven

Sunshine, still.

My heart is no longer warm.

The winter wind blew and stayed on me, and at that moment, it was cold.

However, will spring be far away?