It was very cold this morning, bitterly cold. I woke up at seven o’clock. Well, actually , maybe half past seven . And I had a little breakfast , and then I was on the way to the English class.
I have been there once. Only once, and I am not the kind of person who has great sense of north, south, and something else. I just kept on walking and wondered which was the way to school. It was foggy. That was a problem.
Well, though it was cold and foggy and I could not see anything. That was nice. I mean , I felt pretty cool. Just few people, few cars. And it was very quiet around. I walked, in the narrow road. I could smell the water, the drops, and the tress. I can smell what nature is like. She is right. That is Finland. I can never smell something like that in China, especially in Beijing.
Cool air with some water runs into my clothes. I felt cold but also very, I do not know how to describe that. Good. Really good.
Walking, just walking. And sometimes, one or two cars runs by. The sound of wind. There were some old people walking or running or riding a bike. Peaceful.
That is , cold, very cold, but ,warm.