Wind and snow, a solo roast chicken rack, this is the color of life; seasoning is not enough, but also a little spicy, this is a wanton hobby; peddlers walk, soup noodles are enough, this is the collocation of words; old eaters wave, know that the old people, this is the precipitation of time. "A long way to go, see you next year" is the conclusion of "The First Season of Life". For the expectation of the audience, we can't break our promise..