In the four and nine cities at night, street lights are on.
Ten degrees below zero, fine snowflakes fall.
The breath from the mouth will turn into white fog
Pushing the bike into the front yard, Li Yuan heard a very official voice coming from Lao Yan's window.
He was a little surprised. He went to the window and looked. "Yo!" he said happily, "Third Uncle, how arrogant! Have you bought all the TV sets?"
Lao Yan's family was probably shocked. After they saw the faces on the window, they began to bustle.
Yan Jiecheng greeted warmly: "Brother Yuanzi is back? Come in, come in