Analysis Of Sing You A Winter Song

English Name: Phyllis
Student Number: 12110119
Class Number: 1938
Date: December 31, 2013
Sing You a Winter Song
Winter, my favorite season, is always full of surprises and memories. I prefer wirter for its pure and crystal snow; I prefer winter in spite of its low temperature and chi lncss; 1 prefer winter because in this season 2013. my story with Airut can be res' imcd.
Airut used to be a really unique girl. We were acquainted with each other since middle school. Coincidently, we were enrolled by the same senior high school and entered the same class. Confronted with a totally unfamiliar environment, 1 tried to adept myself into it. It was the first time I had lived in the school dormitory. Unlike me. Accustomed to being an independent girl from an early age, Airut assisted me a lot in interpersonal communications, difficult curriculums and physical health. We gradually became very intimate friends and did what were normal between close friends, such as dining out, chatting about funny sjuffs, sharing melancholy, tears and so on. Sometimes I was too shy to deliver a song in public, but in front of Airut, I could release from all shackles and show those unperceivable aspects of me. She appreciated my soft and sweet voice, which added_my confidence about myself.
However, at the end of the first semester, the news came that someone gossiped Ai ut and I were developing a relationship, namely, a lesbian love. It was completely a foil from the blue to me. My mind was blank. Perhaps the rumor was resulted from Ah'ut's handsome appearance, unusual eccentricity and grotesque dressings. Or maybe the fact that we were so imitate that I seldom kept close interaction with other eh ssmates that contributed to this misunderstanding. I could n...

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...lly found each other again. Neither of us explained the conflict of past, because now was good.
During the whole daytime, we had a long chat in Cafe, after which Airut had to catch the night train and get back to Shanghai. Her figure disappeared in the shadow of right. The streetlights became dimmed and faint. The snow danced still. There was an impetuous flame lit in my heart. And I know that was because I was not lost any more.
Winter is a brilliant magician, who can confer potential power and energy upon the world, transform the decayed object into a miracle and create unimaginable surprises to beautify people's life. 1 found my lost fantasy about friendship in this season. Those numerous flakes of snow taught me that, friendship was all about love and understanding, forgiving and forgetting. On soul in two bodies, then I believe no horrible rumor can destroy it.