Since the heart is supposed to travel far away, please exile yourself and appreciate the beauty of life, the snow of summer......

There is no sound when the snow falls at 1 °C, and only when the world is quiet, can we know that God is too quiet, a shiver, and the vast world is vast. Wu Yin lay on the desk and looked at the snow outside the window, stretched out his finger and swiped "Christmas" on the cold window, then lazily squinted his eyes and fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes, the classroom was empty, except for blackboards full of writing and a mess of desks and chairs. Looking at Wu Yin's own name under the corner of the blackboard, he suddenly understood.

"It turned out that I was on duty," Wu Yin said.

In another corner of the city, a bright light bloomed, and a young girl walked out of it.

"It's cold, it's snowing!" The girl said with a finger outstretched.

"Where's this stupid boy? It's been hundreds of years, how are you now? The girl asked, clutching the book in her arms.

Wu Yin casually leaned against the window, looking at the bustling city in the distance through the frosty window, the golden lights accompanied by the silence of the snow, and he suddenly felt inexplicably warm about the world in his heart. Wu Yin turned around and picked up the blackboard to erase the handwriting on it. After setting up the table and chairs, he put away his textbooks, bent down to rummage through the textbooks in the drawers, and quickly rummaged through the drawers with his hands, and a red box in the corner caught Wu Yin's attention.

"This shouldn't be mine, right?" Come to think of it, Wu Yin hasn't received a Christmas gift for several years...... But out of curiosity, he opened the box. A string of bronze bells, reflecting a feeble glow.

"It's really distracting to give such an old gift." Wu Yin complained.

He held the bell to his ear and shook it gently, but the sound was as crisp as a crushed ice cube. Wu Yin stuffed this strange Christmas gift into his school bag. A gust of wind blew, the curtains flew everywhere, a few snowflakes drifted in, he closed the window, turned off the lights, and left the school.

The girl looked at the sky of this era, the expression in her eyes became complicated, she squatted down and picked up a snowflake with her hand, and the pure white crystal snowflake did not melt in her hand.

"This is my season, may we have a beautiful encounter......" The girl watched as the stars and snowflakes fell in love and danced in the sky.

Soon the bell in the girl's hand rang, as if it resonated with the bell in Wu Yin's hand, and found you!

Wu Yin covered his hands and walked on the way back, and the crowd of people came and went like lights on the street, filling every corner. The sound of cars and the snow splashing on the side of the road, the trees with colorful lights on the roadside, the couples traveling together, the mothers and children talking and laughing, there are too many people, and the sound is too noisy. He lowered his head and continued to walk, stepping on the squeaky snow, looking up, the street lamps through the fluttering snowflakes, like falling stars, Wu Yin stopped for a long time, and his heart burst out with indescribable beauty. Walking through the park to the seaside road, standing on tiptoe and looking at the sea, a thick white halo calms the sound of the sea.

"Hey, Merry Christmas from the sea!" Wu Yin sat on the stone railing of the highway and shouted.

"Starry Sky, are you sympathetic to me?" Wu Yin cried and looked at it, and unconsciously the snowflakes fell on his face and turned into tears. Wu Yin jumped off the stone fence and walked in the direction of the station, there was not a single car on the road, only the sound of his own breathing, and the sound of snow. The biting cold seemed to be driving Wu Yin towards the station, and Wu Yin began to speed up his pace, because it was really too cold, too cold...... He rushed into the station, patted the snow off his body, and was about to find a seat to sit down, when the soles of his feet slipped, mmp. The contents of the schoolbag were scattered all over the ground, and Wu Yin didn't have time to care about the pain, so he hurriedly picked up the book. The pages mixed with snowflakes were mostly wet, and he had no choice but to stuff them back into his school bag.

The girl sitting on the wooden chair looked at the young man in front of her, and the tears in her eyes could no longer be controlled.

"Yes...... You! The corners of the girl's mouth trembled.

She walked towards him with the book in her hand, and the wind and snow fluttered beside the girl's skirt, as if the ice and snow were also celebrating this long-lost reunion.

"Your box." The girl bent down and picked up the box on the ground and handed it to Wu Yin.

The girl looked at the tired boy in front of her, and her heart was full of sadness.

The wind and snow blew into the station violently, and the vision was blocked by the white snowflakes, and Wu Yin blocked the wind and snow with his hands.

The cold wind gradually eased, and his vision began to become clear, Wu Yin lowered his arm, and the girl stood in front of him.

With psychic eyes, natural long hair, a pure white cotton dress, and ruddy lips, she is like a perfect goddess.

"Oh...... Oh, thank you! Wu Yin quickly took the box and turned around and sat down, his heartbeat speeding up for some reason. The girl simply sat next to Wu Yin and read the book, Wu Yin secretly glanced at it, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she seemed to be smiling all the time. The girl is wearing headphones and flipping through the books.

"The Snow of Kilimanjaro, this is Mingwei's work." Wu Yin looked at the cover of the book and said.

The girl turned her head, looked at the person she hadn't seen for a long time with comforting eyes, and said, "Yes, have you seen it?" ”

Maybe out of shyness, he was so unnatural in the eyes of the girl.

And the girl's heart was full of excitement for the reunion.

"Well, I've read it many times, and it's a good book." Wu Yin said.

"That's good, I think so." The girl said with a smile. She lowered her head and pursed her mouth as she flipped through the yellowed pages. "You know, this is the last thought you left me a hundred years ago...... the girl said to herself.

Wu Yin avoided her eyes and looked at her phone. The lights were so dim that they seemed to be intoxicated by the moment. Wu Yin, who was bored, lowered his head and fell asleep. The snow drifted from the mountains and across the ocean, drifting towards the two of them at this moment.

In the white distance, there are lights, and the train is coming.

The girl got up and walked to Wu Yin's side, looking at his sleeping face, she didn't want to wake him up like this, but she still pulled his sleeve with her fingers and said, "Hey, the car is coming." ”

Wu Yinzhen opened his sleepy eyes, and the light passed through the girl's hair, and the eyes of the two people collided at the closest distance to each other.

Wu Yin's face suddenly turned red. The whole person immediately got out of his sleep and was in good spirits.

"Thank you...... Thank! He stammered.

The girl curled the corners of her mouth and said, "You're welcome." She ran towards the train, and Wu Yin followed closely behind.

"Jingle bell......" the bell in her hair rang softly.

"Bells?" Wu Yin wondered in his heart. I remembered that I had the same bell in the box in the classroom.

Boarding the car, they sat down facing each other. The girl flipped through her book intently.

"That...... Bells in your hair? Wu Yin pointed and said.

The girl looked up, pulled her hair back, shook it and said, "You mean this?"

"Hmm." Wu Yin replied. He took the red box out of his bag and took out the bell. Looking at the bell in the girl's hair, Wu Yin was stunned. "The same bell?" He asked to himself.

"You have a bell too!" The girl said with a smile.

"Well, I don't know who gave me a Christmas present."

"Is it popular to send bells now, this is too LOW!" Wu Yin sighed in his heart.

"Fool, this is the bell I sent you, let's finish it together in this life......," the girl said in her heart.

"Maybe it's a gift from the snow!" The girl said with a smile, pointing out the window.

Wu Yin smirked and said, "What a poetic conjecture." ”

"Maybe it really is!"

"Looks like Santa Claus didn't have a gift to give, so he gave me the bell for his elk." Wu Yin said.

"Haha, what a poor Santa." The girl smiled and said, "What's your name?" ”

"Me? Wu Yin ......"

"What about you?" Wu Yin also asked.

The girl turned her head to look at the snow outside the window and said, "Me? Your name is Luo Xue......"

"What a beautiful name." Wu Yin nodded.

"Wu Yin, I don't know why, now that I see you, my heart is still so kind and calm. Long time no see. The corners of the girl's mouth rose slightly, and she smiled sweetly.

"Maybe it's only by your side that you can sleep peacefully!" After speaking, the girl closed her eyes quietly, leaned against the handrail and fell asleep peacefully.

Wu Yin leaned against the window and looked out, and the moisture in his mouth gradually blurred the scenery outside the window. That night, the snowflake did not speak, and it enjoyed the beauty of this world. The warm lights on the car make you drowsy. He looked at Luo Xue opposite, she was sleeping quietly with her head resting on the armrest, and the corners of her mouth still seemed to be smiling.

"What a girl like snow." Wu Yin said quietly. The train is speeding down, I wish it had gone slower, time has stood still here, and I seem to love this moment. "What's wrong with me, this feeling?" Wu Yin looked at his shadow at the window.

Wu Yin stared at the book in the girl's hand, the pages were yellow, I don't know how many times she had read it or how many years she had treasured the book. Looking at her sleeping soundly, Wu Yin couldn't help but ask himself, "What is the snow like in Kilimanjaro?"

Perhaps, on the vast African continent, there is a snow-capped mountain, and the snow under the golden sun reflects a dazzling and pure light, which is really ancient!

It snowed today......

The sea breeze blows and echoes through the tunnels, and the lights and scenery outside the window are like flowing clouds, fleeting. The fireworks in the distance reflected the snowflakes like jewels, and the flowers, fire, and snow passed in the air for a moment, and the train gradually slowed down.

"Looks like it's coming." Wu Yin looked at Luo Xue and said. He stood up and walked over to Luo Xue, patting her lightly on the shoulder.

"Luoxue, we're here." Wu Yin said.

Luo Xue pouted, raised her head and squinted at Wu Yin, "Huh?"

"We're coming." Wu Yin said again with a smile and a smile.

"Oooh! Luo Xue rubbed her eyes and brushed her hair.

The train stopped, and it seemed that the "journey" had arrived. The roar of the plane was like the call of death, the body was burning, the sea of clouds was surging, and the dust in the air seemed to be still for a moment......

Is the maggot-infested wilderness my purgatory? Why is the cat's eyes so charming in the muddy rain? Why do snow leopards always run on towering mountain peaks? I have so many regrets...... Isn't it?

"Honey, why do you say the sunlight is so blurry like fog......" I shivered and looked out the window.

In Schrenz, on Christmas Day, the snow is so sparkling that you look out at the small hotel, your eyes hurt, and you see everyone walking from the church to their homes. It was there that they walked up the sleigh-polished, pee-yellow riverside promenade beside the steep pine-covered mountains, and there they slid down the long slopes of the glacier above the Madele's house, which seemed smooth as frosting on a cake, as soft as powder, and he remembered the silent gliding, so fast that it made you feel like a bird falling from the sky.

"Is that snow?" I asked.

"This is the top of Mount Kilimanjaro, my dear." She took my feeble hand.

"That's beautiful......"

The snow at the top of the mountain was as warm as the sun's rays, and we flew towards it, and she greeted me with a very forgiving embrace......

The feeling of fear calmed me down, I knew, I understood, death had come to pick me up. I held up my eyes, and the world seemed to be in this mountain, only pale.

"Why is the temple of God so simple, white or white......" I rested my head against the cold iron hull of the plane.

I remember that in the western peak, there was a snow leopard carcass that had long been dried, what did it look for in such a cold place?

Chifeng Snow Mountain and the hot grassland, they seem to exist together like this, do you say I regret this trip?

I could smell the volcanic ash in the air, and I could imagine what kind of civilization had come out of here.

"Hey, when is it, I can remember not myself, but the world?"

The swelling of my brain and the hot and cold collision of my body made me uncomfortable, and I was paralyzed......

My parched lips felt like life at the end of my life......

A girl dressed in white came towards me, are you an angel?

She seems to be singing something, "The pure land of the world is frozen here, the passage of time is frozen here, and what will people bring back when they come out of here?" ”

"Sir, you are the strangest person I have ever met, and it is as if it were a ...... of rebirth," the girl smiled.

I have traveled to every corner of the world, waiting for hundreds and even millennia, and I believe that he loves the pure white snow under the sun as much as you do.

There was the temperature of tears in the corners of my eyes, and I knew that I still had attachment to the world, and I didn't seem to answer whether life or death was alive or dead.

The girl approached me, and she was so calm and cold.

"I'm looking for people's descriptions of this, and I want to see for myself what the will he left me is?" The girl wept.

I grabbed my lover's hands,