Creation is silent but affectionate. It feels like spring every time I feel cold.

This is a poem by Zhang Weiping:

Creation is silent, but full of affection,

Every time I feel cold, I feel spring;

Arranged in various colors,

Just wait for the first thunder.

Everything in the world has feelings. It's always spring when it's cold. After dark, there is always sunshine. Tell people not to give up hope!