上週下雪後，山坡上滿是孩子們的笑聲和滑雪橇劃過雪面的沙沙聲，今天雪面已經被風拂平，山坡靜得出奇，只有我一人，等著下一場雪再來，聽說是明天。

Last week, the hillside was filled with children's laughter and the soft swish of sleds gliding across the snow. Today, the wind has smoothed the snow, and the hillside stands strangely quiet. Only I remain, waiting for the next snowfall — they say it’s coming tomorrow.