In late winter’s deep snow, frost clings to cold plum branches like ice patterns. The artisan captures the charm of blossoms tangled with frost in sparse shadows, carving white crystal into petals, twisting silver wire into gnarled branches, and stringing ice-textured glass beads—weaving winter snow’s and cold blooms’ resilience into time. When the bracelet sways, crystal reflects frosty light, silver threads hide traces of years, and an undying winter moon’s pure soul settles on the wrist.