A woman in a red dress is walking down a snowy train track

After passing through the long tunnel of the border, it was a snowy country. The bottom of the night turned white. The train stopped at the traffic light. 　My daughter stood up from the seat on the other side and dropped the glass window in front of Shimamura. The cold air of the snow flowed in. She climbed out the window and shouted into the distance, "Station length an, station length an" 　The man who slowly stepped on the snow with the light turned down was wrapped over his nose with a lapel wrap and hat fur hanging over his ears. 　When Shimamura looked out, wondering if it was already that cold, he saw that the barracks that looked like railway government buildings were scattered coldly at the foot of the mountain, and the color of the snow was swallowed up by darkness before he could go that far.