This shore. It's summer.

The other shore. It's winter.

This bank is full of bright yellow sunflowers, as bright and bright as the sunshine here.

The other shore is full of white camellias, as light and white as the snowflakes there.

There is a girl named Xia Xiaomo on this shore. She likes the sun, sunflowers, and this shore that is like summer all year round.

There is a boy named Dongran on the other side. He likes snow, camellia, and the shore covered with snow all year round.

Between the two banks is a small stream, but it is also a threshold that can never be crossed. There are banks on both sides of the creek, with summer on one side and winter on the other.

The girl often stands on this shore, looking at the camellias blooming on the other shore, smiling quietly. She hoped that those peaceful flowers would be like sunflowers, blooming like snow in their own season.

Occasionally, the boy would stand on the other side, looking at the flowers and the girl on the other side, thinking about how far away they were from her, as well as those bright smiles.

The girl is cheerful, facing the sun together with the sunflowers. Her heart is like fire and song, full of hope and light, and full of eternal love.

But the boy's heart was stained with sadness by winter. He just stared at his flowers all day long in silence. There was no beauty or happiness in his heart. So, he didn't smile, he was confused about the girl's smile.

One day, they met on both sides of the creek.

Hello. the girl said with a smile.

Huh? Um. Hello. The boy was a little surprised.

Actually, I have seen you a long time ago. Your eyes are so beautiful. said the girl.

Really? Thanks.

Don’t you like talking? In fact, we can chat and we can make friends. The girl said everything in her heart.

You like to talk, right? You like to laugh, right? Your smile is also beautiful, just like the sunflowers you plant. It's just that I'm different from you. I don't like the sun, and I don't like bright and dazzling things, including you and your flowers. What I like is silence and bleakness. Do you know? My heart is not blood red, but snow white. As the boy spoke, his eyes gradually darkened.

The girl didn't speak for a long time. She didn't expect the boy to have such thoughts. Then she also understood why camellias could not bloom with sunflowers, and why the other shore was not connected to this shore. The reasons for these problems were probably the reasons why the boy could not call her friends.

The girl smiled, still the same smile as before. Her name is Xia Xiaomo, and her smile should be as bright as the sun.

The boy was stunned at first, then turned and left the shore. He thought that Dongran shouldn't have made friends with Xia Xiaomo because they were elves from different worlds.

On this shore, the girl sat among the flowers and looked at the flowers on the other shore. She still hoped that they would bloom beautifully. She didn't think it was a pity to lose the boy as her friend, because they existed in different seasons and planted different flowers, and no one would give up their seasons and flowers for anyone else.

On the other side, the boy stood among the flowers, his back facing the sunflowers and the girl. He still doesn't like bright and dazzling things, he still doesn't know how to make friends with girls, he would rather go crazy for his winter and camellia.

This shore. The sun is still there.

The other shore. It's snowing heavily.

Between the two banks is a small stream, narrow but wide. There are banks on both sides of the stream. One side is bright, the other side is sad.