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I can't help but stop.

It has been snowing for two days. A layer of Bo Xue covers almost the whole world. Looking around, the white sky washed away the sight. But in this clear white, I caught a trace of dark red, which forced me to stop and visit. It turned out to be plum blossoms. A few early plums proudly stood on the branches that were somewhat drooped by the snow, facing the cold wind in winter, as red as if to ignite the frozen air around them.

There are some plum blossoms on the ground that are unfortunately blown off by the wind and rain. Although they have fallen, they are still bright and stubborn. I leaned down and gently picked up one and held it in my hand, feeling awe and yearning.

I yearn for Han Mei's modesty and low profile. "I'm not talking about fighting for spring, just reporting spring." They can't be praised and favored by the world in gorgeous flowers, but they never complain about the arrangement of the creator, just don't fight for it, quietly bloom in the barren winter and convey the good news of spring. No warm applause, no gentle eyes, it is just alone, in its own world, blooming with undiscovered beauty. What is this idea!

I yearn for Han Mei's courage. "The blade comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom is bitter and cold." Most delicate flowers are afraid of the fierceness of winter, but Han Mei chooses to face the wanton wind. Also, if there is no snow "as white as paper", how can there be plum "fragrance at dusk"? Yes, it is all the hardships that Mei suffered that turned into colorful pigments, adding the most beautiful touch of color to her short life picture. What kind of will is this!

I yearn for Han Mei's faithfulness and unyielding. "Scattered into mud and ground into dust, only the fragrance remains." We can't verify how many wronged literati talents met Han Mei when they were down and out. We don't know how many talented poets feel sorry for themselves until death do us part. But what is certain is that many people have been moved by Mei's faithfulness, and then stick to the right path in troubled times and never forget their initiative. "Being blown into snow by the spring breeze" would rather be trapped in the snow than go with the flow. What a feeling!

I carefully crossed my hands and put that little red in my palm, as if there was a faint temperature spreading from my hands to my whole body. If there is any fragrance, it lingers in my nose and stirs my heartstrings with my breath.

Sang-mi is like this. Where is she?

I long for a life as cold as a plum.