The city's night wind is very strong, there are few people on the road, and a person walks alone, only the sound of the whistling wind in his ears. The moon was frozen and draped in a thick coat of black clouds, and it did not show its head. The stars also put on cotton clothes, leaving only a few playful companions to shine in the sky. The hand was exposed outside the clothes, and in a few moments it stiffened, and the flow of blood seemed to press the pause button. The city is generous and bright all night, but which one is blooming for me.