Forming A Good Affinity
Editor: Transn
It was late autumn. The view of the yellow grass and the vast dried sea was spectacular. Further north, the weeds were thinning and covered with snow. Big evergreen trees had been growing everywhere and forming primeval forests that were more than a thousand miles long. The forests, with lush branches and leaves, were wide and connected to each other. The green forests had formed a majestic view in a white snow land.
At the edge of a primeval forest, the snow on the ground had turned muddy after being stepped on frequently by the passersby.