"The first snowfall of 2002,
came later than usual,
the second-route bus parked on the eighth floor..."
Outside the bus, a shop was playing Dao Lang's song on a stereo,
at the same time,
Zhou Ze saw that outside the bus window,
it was actually snowing,
by the roadside,
it was actually snowing.
Today was June 27th, it was summer,
it was snowing.
The car stopped at its stop again
The old man suddenly appeared on the curb outside the car. His hands were in the pockets of his green coat. His liberation shoes were stepping in the snow. His body was slightly trembling and white smoke was constantly coming out of his mouth.
Before the car door closed, Zhou Ze jumped out of the car. This made the bus driver so scared that he cursed several times, "You're courting death!"
Phew..
Cold...
it was indeed cold...
it was obviously a big summer...
but suddenly it became winter.
