Alone for the New Year, looking at the empty streets, it is like my mood at this moment. The cold wind blew my heart even colder, and I searched the city and couldn't find a trace of me inside

Alone for the New Year, looking at the empty streets, it is like my mood at this moment. The cold wind blew my heart even colder, and looking around the city, I couldn't find a trace of what warmed my heart. Oh, this kind of time reminds me of the lyrics of a song: Who can dry my wet heart with love. Forget it, straighten your waist in the cold wind on the empty street in this empty city, rub your stiff face and sour nose, wipe away the misty tears from the corners of your eyes, take a few deep breaths of cold air, and walk firmly and broadly towards the hotel. A delicious meal is what I need at this time, it may not warm my heart, but it can fill my stomach, dispel the cold in my heart, and make me look less decadent.