On this cold winter night, the pure white kerosene stove seemed like a mysterious torch, bringing warmth and comfort to our hearts. Its flame danced on my face, and the cheerful whirring of coal as I added it shovel by shovel seemed to tell the rhythm of winter.

The coal in this stove is the nemesis of cold and the source of warmth. It burns, transferring heat to everything around it, injecting vitality into our nights. And the warmth of the geothermal heat and the kang, like an embrace from the earth, warms our bodies and makes us feel the warmth of home.

However, even with the fire, floor heating, and the kang (kang), the temperature inside the house couldn't maintain its usual constant temperature of around 27 degrees Celsius. This night, we were destined to sleep peacefully as usual. We needed someone to keep an eye on the fire to prevent it from going out in the middle of the night.

On this cold night, we need to rely on each other to withstand the chill. The night watchmen are like guardians, guarding the fire with a sense of responsibility and love, ensuring our warmth. Their presence makes us feel safe and secure, and makes us cherish each other's company and warmth even more.

On this cold winter night, we learned to cherish and be grateful. We understood that warmth is not something we take for granted, but something we must create and nurture. This process also gave us a deeper understanding of the meaning and value of life.

Before we know it, we're frozen to death. Let's cherish every warm moment. Let's learn to be grateful, to give, and to rely on each other. On this winter night, let's grow and progress together.