Chapter 569: 945、Walking on the snowy mountain path

945、Walking on the snowy mountain path

945、Walking on the snowy mountain path

The sound of this snowfall

It is similar to the sound of flowers blooming.

Only the time and color differ.

That's all that's different.

In lonely times.

I would count the snowflakes.

A gentleness that is both beautiful and small——

One after another, pure, immaculate, translucent......

Just like that lovely childhood.

Counting, counting.

A gust of wind blew over.

I lost my way.

Even those first footprints.

have not a trace left.

It seems.

I can't go back.

Just as I cannot return to.

that faraway childhood.

In the wind and snow.

I can only go forward.

to chase after that.

yesterday's dream.

On the vast mountain path.

my footsteps appear

The lonely echo