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During the cold winter months, the sky takes on a deep cyan hue and seems to be more gloomy than usual. The north wind is howling, like a bleak sad song, passing through the dry mulberry forest, making people feel endless loneliness. The thick layer of ice covers the earth without a single crack, as if nature is protecting itself with a hard shell. The sun's rays also seemed to be weakened by the icy air, leaving only a short, faint light with a cold beauty.
The withered mulberry branches, a few residual leaves swaying in the cold wind, as if telling their reluctance and helplessness. And those once luxuriant green leaves have long since withered in the cycle of the seasons, leaving only bare branches, standing in the cold wind to fight against the cold winter.
The surrounding scenery was eerily silent in the cold temperature, as if the whole world had been frozen. In this silence, the howling of the north wind became clearer, like a messenger of winter, announcing the arrival of the bitter cold.
However, in this desertion, there is also the tenacity of life. Under the thick ice, there may be small fish swimming leisurely; In the short day, there may be plants growing quietly. It is this perseverance and dedication to life that makes people feel a trace of warmth and hope in the harsh winter.
Therefore, despite the cold and green weather, the north wind called dry mulberry, the thick ice without cracks, and the cold light in the short days, the story of life continues, and every subtle life is resisting the cold in its own way, waiting for the arrival of spring.