That day, it was so cold. Even the small flowers and grasses by the roadside shrank back. The fierce north wind howled and roared like a roaring lion. The wind seemed like a sharp blade, mercilessly hurting me, yet it also resembled a mischievous child.
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That day, it was so cold. Even the small flowers and grasses by the roadside shrank back. The fierce north wind howled and roared like a roaring lion. The wind seemed like a sharp blade, mercilessly hurting me, yet it also resembled a mischievous child.