Window Han Xiling

When Qian Qiuxue saw Zhuo Zhuo for the first time, she had just opened the window, and the cold air mixed with snowflakes came in, blowing away the suffocating fragrance in the room.Outside the window is Minshan Mountain. The thousand-year-old snow has never melted. The boat is parked on the frozen river with ice-breaking iron claws installed on the keel. Under the lead-colored sky, there is a gloomy cold