The wind, snow, and dance together, they all made in winter. a child from the room out, and can't restrain his surprise, in the snow to dance. and a child, his face was already had and can't stop singing songs. "really fascinating. good!" i can't help admiring it. "and as a night of spring, the ten thousand trees, plum trees." there was a pure white, black book to us, "the smell notat first sight