Winter is the season when the heart is most likely to be excited.
Maybe it's too cold and needs another hug to keep warm, and those words hidden in the bottom of my heart seem to be able to say it.
Gu Cheng once wrote such a poem:
"I'll just write letters in the snow and write down everything you want to know. Come on, or it's too late, the letter will melt. ”
Come and harvest the last heartbeat of 2019, it will not be met when it is too late!
Winter is different from summer.
Summer always seems to be easy to have happiness, while winter has a lot of grinding troubles:
Never get up in the morning, do anything excited, as long as you go out, your hands and feet are cold;
Winter is really not cute.
But you also have to admit that some of the heartbeats belong only to winter.
From time to time, you can meet hot sugar fried chestnuts on the side of the road, and when your hands are cold, you can also take the opportunity to carry it into the pocket of the person you like.
Watch movies with good friends, set off fireworks, ski, skate, and put everything you can eat in a tumbling hot pot.
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Good night, young years
This is the 1678th day I said goodnight to you
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