Winter Noon

The sun reaches highest point of the day. But lower and weaker than evening of the fall. The sun makes time shorter to stay. And it rapidly intends to fall. Sunlight comes obliquely, My shadow grows longer dejectedly. Wind throws fresh but freezing air, Which people don't want to bear. It is still cold on winter noon. Who says spring comes soon ? But look at the park over there ! Children under sunlight are playing cheefully there. Currently I'm on moving to my client. I was so encouraged at this brilliant ambient. Fengleishanren.