Hisai the South, not Chang Huijia, it is difficult to see the shadow of snow, coupled with global warming, the North rarely snow, even snow, and the next will be, stop for a while, the snow on the ground fast , people do not see the kind of "vast expanse of whiteness of one." So for the love in the snow in adolescence often playing in the snow for me, we increasingly miss from seven years ago, when the leaves still green, Yantai and that field under the snow, but this time my thoughts are as That field snow flying up all over the sky ... ...
I do not know when, out of the window quietly Piaoqi snow to come up so quiet, so detached, as if afraid to scare away the timid worldly people. God did not promptly informed me that the news of snow, so do not have time to pack in the mood, accumulation of emotions, to enjoy the first snowflake falling from heaven to the earth and graceful.
See also Piao too. Turn around and suddenly the snow after an absence of more than four years, and especially remember four years ago, heavy snow, with the students according to a number of photos, or a number of setbacks, but also left a lot of good memories. Today, nature has selected the Yellow Sea, the snow snowflake gift of the people in love, how can the face of this long-lost snow and indifference? How can the face of the passionate and ignore it snow?
Snow out the window silently beckoning me, calling me into this quickly filled the landscape. I hold herself back any inner excitement, went to the courtyard, get rid of one of the tired, feeling relieved. Let the winter winds, blowing a heartily, playing a shiver, and then passers-by smile about, say, "not cold!" Were overturned, snowflakes falling randomly on the face and gently, but also can be perceived, like the baby's little hands breeze on my face, I know that the snow was feeling the warmth of my body. Mouth exhaled heat, and accompanied by the winter wind, the snow's urging, scurried into bunches of white mist flow, the total disappeared in an instant disappeared, into the purity of the snow. I can not see the snow began landing places on a feeling of snow from the ancient legends of rains, with the white and filled the mission of humanity, spilled in a sincere manner. Snow falling, stay on my eyelashes, the eye gradually blurred everything around them, whether distant or close, Hongda, or subtle, all seemed to be nothing to do with me, in the unconsciously place slowly , shut our eyes, and then broke away eyes, squeeze a drop of tears as a way to recompense kindness snow and natural beauty to reveal the truth. Snow was flying, thoughts in the flying snow childhood laughter again returned to ear, could not help, grabbed a handful of snow, to the distance shuffled around and I feel themselves laughing, smiling, like my childhood , snowflakes are laughing, smiling as the snowflakes childhood. I would like to open pocket straight, then a pocket of snow did not fall and give a good collection.
But not "Wonderful Time I Spent Su wrapped" and enchanting, not to talk about "Mountain Dance Silver Snake, the former Chi wax such as" spectacular, the Yellow Sea fluttering snow and cold Ling did not wither the leaves together to create a wonderful scenery, can not but amazing. Snowflake spinning, beating landed in the hospital on stopping for a rest in the willows, weeping willows to garden trees of green leaves hold up numerous snowflake, from afar, that weeping willow like a blossoming white flowers in full bloom, but also like Long Zhao 1, and is not a distant dream,
Snow is not contaminated with a trace of dust, lay leaves the embrace of Enron, began to gather to start condensation, waiting for sunny days inside the melt. Gazed at the sky in a snowflake, it could not help but applaud the arrival of light, I know that it is precisely because millions of snow this duo, only this breathtaking scenery; gazing on a weeping willow green leaves, could not help it the backbone of strong, deeply Jishou it is precisely because this leaves only kindled the hearts of people hope. Weeping willow with snow, green and white, vitality and freshness, this is a masterpiece of nature, which is a near-perfect combination, so that in that piece of the ling of the leaves wither in the cold snow is not the dancers, the heartily Acura's own youth life.
At this moment, in this expansive silence, a free and natural, meditation, Ling does not wither the integrity of cold filled the entire space, even beyond life itself, they rise as a spirit, soul by this divergent scratch the white sky Snow cleansing in exceptionally calm, as if I received no clear intelligence, meditation also seems to be a leap forward to expand steadily and constantly stretch far away places. Yes, the snow brought to earth is the white, is Qiong Yu, is a landscape, snow pine no pressure, nor does it seek to destroy the earth's abundant life, on the contrary, the land of snow with its sincerity and integrated, and the snow When watering everything creatures. A person living in the world, when the so-called difficulty comes, smiling face, and all over, the former difficulties and a smile will become a valuable part of their wealth, that experience will become a treasure of his life are worth the minds of landscape.
Snow is still coming, Ming Wang Kentang of a poem broke into my thoughts, "dashing the color broken branches, leaves ridiculed without dry snow," more and more convinced that they can not understand, so what changed, "dashing branch The color is not broken, Ye Ying snow without dry "... ...
The immediate feeling "vast expanse of whiteness" in one, this "51" section where punched chills, back to this noisy Jizao reality, this will also count the snow line of bar!
Author: royson
