The weather in Xi’an is dominated by mercilessly hot summers and bonechilling winters. Their length makes them seem unending and so overpowering that, sandwiched between these two opposing giants, the other seasons feel inconsequential. This distorted climate cycle leaves me simultaneously eager for change, yet caught unaware when that change finally comes. While I will always prefer the languid heat of summer, the winter has its own chilly charm, driving me indoors but also encouraging me to venture outside. 本文为全文原貌 未安装PDF浏览器用户请先下载安装 原版全文