Chapter 559: 831 pieces, ruminating, beauty emerges

831 pieces, ruminating, beauty emerges

831 pieces, ruminating, beauty emerges

When the cold front struck

The city I live in

Snowflakes still drifted in the air

The road stretching ahead

Always winding and twisting

Making it impossible to see the direction

In my throat

I held back many words

But I didn't know which way to go

Who should I say it to?

Chew it into pieces

Swallow it down

Then

Return to the solitary cold

Ruminating, beauty emerges