The winter song will hum and hum, clinging to the problems, guiding, evoking so many gentle emotions crept in the soul. Gently passing through the time-stained street corners, sitting alone under the old mossy tile roof, I quietly watched the pouring rain, slanted diagonally through the yellow street lights, silently listening to the breath of the night. peaceful. Suddenly, time seems to slow down, drifting away with distant vibes...