Meanwhile.

In front of Su Wen's eyes.

Snowflakes fall.

Covered everything with a flood of white.

On the roof of the office building, he saw the water of the Moscow River, which reflected the deep sea color.

I also saw the gravel roads of the city, which had been covered in snow.

As the pilgrimage day comes to an end, tourists in winter clothes keep leaving.

Now.

Moscow can probably indeed be called the Far East

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