In the early morning, the orange-red sunlight rises from the horizon, coating the land shrouded in mist with a layer of glow. Although it is winter, heavy white frost covers the grass, field stacks, vegetables, fields, and wilderness. Wisps of yellow light dispersed the hazy fog and frost in the early morning, just like the condensed blood of a creature that had been living in a cave for a long time became active again. In the cold winter days, taking advantage of the bright light, almost every household is rushing to wash, rub and dry the bedding. The sun has a smell. Lying on the bed that has been exposed to the sun at night, the fragrance is strong and even the clothes are dry. Dreams are so sweet.