Another evening, Beijing is snowing. Snow, this winter holiday is broken, it seems that there is no stop. Walking on the four loop, the street lights and neon lights, the falling snow map is very beautiful, the pedestrians on the road They are now in a hurry, and the students have walked from me, with good friends, have a couple, I suddenly produced an inexplicable illusion, this tone basically accompany me to spend a winter holiday. Beijing at night is very big, it is very difficult to get to the front, as if the feeling of hours of the sea boat, this is not a warm sea breeze, but very cold feeling, I am very difficult. It makes people feel suffocating. When I walked a junction, I noticed that there was a very high-grade office building, it looked like a student. He looked at the origin to stay in a daze. At this time I think One sentence: There is a story behind everyone. Unfortunately, these eventually fled the Ashes Time.
