A journey through the pure white world


Xinyi Zou '23, Writer

White rime glows on both sides of the road
The bubble that my friend and I blew froze in an instant
The lake was already frosty, and even the ice was blue
We were in the cabin, counting the snowflakes on the glass
Relaxing in a hot spring in the snow
And then lying in the snow in a bathing suit like crazy
Any breath in your mouth can turn into white smoke in winter
This is the amazing experience my friends and I had as southerners in Russia