In the pitch-dark night, snow suddenly began to fall heavily.
The snowflakes danced like little sprites between the wide avenues and narrow alleys, bringing a touch of winter liveliness and refreshing chill to the ancient city that had stood for a thousand years. The pristine snow accumulation was like a flawless ribbon threading through the heart of the millennia-old city, tightly linking its history and years. Ancient eaves carved with auspicious patterns of abundant snow conveyed good fortune; these designs, adorned with the pure white snowflakes, resembled dynamic ink paintings that depicted the ancients' hopes and dreams for a beautiful life.
