English Name: PhyllisStudent Number: 12110119Class Number: 1938Date: December 31, 2013Sing You a Winter SongWinter, my favorite season, is always full of surprises and memories . I prefer Wirter for its pure, crystal-clear snow; I prefer winter despite its low temperatures and cold; I prefer winter because in this season 2013. my story with Airut can be res'imcd. Airut was a truly unique girl. We had known each other since middle school. Coincidentally, we were enrolled in the same high school and entered the same class. Faced with a completely unfamiliar environment, I tried to get used to it. It was the first time I lived in the school dormitory. Unlike me. Accustomed to being an independent girl from a young age, Airut helped me a lot with interpersonal communications, difficult courses and physical health. We gradually became very close friends and did the normal things between close friends, like going to restaurants, discussing jokes, sharing melancholy, tears, etc. Sometimes I was too shy to sing a song in public, but in front of Airut, I could free myself from all the constraints and show these imperceptible aspects of me. She appreciated my soft, gentle voice, which added to my self-confidence. However, at the end of the first semester, news came that someone had been gossiping about Ai ut and I developing a relationship, namely lesbian love. It was completely a sheet of blue for me. My mind was blank. Perhaps the rumor came from Ah'ut's good looks, unusual eccentricity, and grotesque clothing. Or perhaps the fact that we were so imitated that I rarely had close interactions with other classmates, which contributed to this misunderstanding. I couldn't...... in the middle of paper...... I would finally find myself. Neither of us explained the past conflict, because now it was good. During the whole day we had a long conversation in the cafe, after which Airut had to take the night train and return to Shanghai. His silhouette disappeared into the shadows of the right. The streetlights became dim and dim. The snow was still dancing. There was a fiery flame ignited in my heart. And I know it's because I wasn't lost anymore. Winter is a brilliant magician, who can bestow potential power and energy on the world, turn the rotten object into a miracle, and create unimaginable surprises to beautify people's lives. I rediscovered my lost fantasy about friendship this season. These many snowflakes taught me that friendship is, above all, about love and understanding, about forgiveness and forgetting. About the soul in two bodies, so I believe no horrible rumor can destroy it.