Winter when there is a lack of snow
Zheng Chengqi
This winter
The wound was exposed
The first two disguises
Tricked into waiting
The cold wind blew awkward loneliness
A spring snow mo ming came
In season
There is no shortage of renovations in the world
In a fleeting event
Be alone
In front of déjà vu faces
Like a passerby
This heavy snow is destined not to survive
What is greeted at this moment is a blossom