First Snow

Sleepless at night, listening to autumn rain knocking on the window. Exquisite and crisp, with the sound of gold and stone. Thinking about a layer of autumn rain and a layer of cold, there should be a frosty morning tomorrow. When I got up in the morning, I couldn’t hear the rain. Looking through the window, it seemed that there was still bright rain in the air. The window was covered with cold and damp air. After standing for a long time, I felt cold at my fingertips. I thought of a song poem for no reason. The Curtain was frosted in the morning, and I tried the plum makeup. I wonder if you have thought of it. When I went out with an umbrella, I realized that it was not rain, but tiny snow. Falling on the umbrella, the floc was like whispers. On the wet flagstone road, the big leaves of plane trees scattered quietly withered. The Wintergreen tree was covered with glittering and clear moisture, and the Morning Glory was no longer blooming, leaving the lingering vines and leaves, and snuggling silently. Although it is snow, it is not formed, and it will melt upon landing. The beauty of the first snow lies in the surprise brought by the first words. For example, at the beginning of life, love is cute at the beginning, because there are too many expectations and yearnings accumulated in it, which is often unforgettable and difficult to give up. Early snow is the symbol of winter. After the spring flowers and autumn moon, there is some hope for the solemn winter. And the first cold is also very cold. Although I have a hat, scarf and gloves, and tried hard to tighten my coat, it is still cold. I don’t know when it started, the fine snow particles turned into snowflakes flying all over the sky. Compared with rain, snow has a dignified lightness. Mao Pang in the Northern Song Dynasty wrote in his words: Butterfly first turned the curtain and embroidered, Wan Yu Nv, Qi Hui dance sleeves. It is probably the most spiritual expression of light snow flying. Quiet to a window of snow, it is easy to have a window of quiet mind, a curtain of flying intoxicated. I in 92 years of winter been to ice city Harbin, man tian xue dance in frozen snow of Songhua River see ice, sit horse-sled. Many years later, I remembered that I could still feel the cool touch when snowflakes flew down on my face. Snow is the winter spirit, which brings a pure and ethereal world with the figure of flowers and the posture of dancers. Snow is invisible but shapes the tangible world: snow flowers, snow trees, snow roads, snow bridges, snow mountains and rivers, snow Earth; Snow has no color, but it sets off all kinds of enchanting; Snow is silent, but pouring out thousands of feelings and thoughts. The first snow suddenly fell, and the autumn was too late to retreat. The poplars and weeping willows with green still exist, with thick snow, which are solemn and charming; The evergreen pine and cypress, without the awe-inspiring snow against the Green Pine, stretch their arms happily, welcome the falling snowflakes; Deep in the small garden, there are still late blooming flowers, showing a little bright red under the snow, which reminds people of the fairy tale of Snow White. It snowed for a long time, but it seemed that there was no tendency to stop. Soon a world wrapped in silver was created. This makes me yearn for the path of the Botanical Garden and the bamboo forest of the Purple Bamboo yard. Or you can walk leisurely to clear your heart, listen to the sound of snow and bamboo, see the flying flowers like dreams, and find a little old mood. But just thinking about it, I had no courage to walk in the snow in my heart. My son was busy outside early in the morning and didn’t come back until noon. Taking off the wet shoes, scarves and gloves, he excitedly told me how his snowmen attracted passers-by to watch, appreciated and even took photos. I saw the photo he took. The appearance of The Snowman looks like the monster in Altman’s story, with big LOVE written on his chest, It looks like a lovely monster. The heart of a young man, like the first snow, has not gone through the waste of time and the world of mortals, so it is particularly exquisite and clear, and happiness and sadness are also particularly pure and appealing. If possible, I don’t know how many people are willing to exchange the gains of this young man for the craziness. As the saying goes, there is no place to find old travel, no place to find, only young heart. I am extremely cold body, but love winter. Is winter a season to hide? You can dress fat and warm, walk in the cold winter wind, feel the beauty of withering in this silent season; Or sit in the sunny window in a tired afternoon, holding a cup of black tea, think of something tiredness on your mind. The sunshine in winter is the brightest and warmest one, and winter is also the most warm season that makes people yearn. Hearing the barking of dogs in the Chai men, people who come back at night in the snow and snow most often remind me of the warmth when I open the door. Should there be a burning fire? The first snow is thick, and winter is coming. What about you? Is there a place to warm your hands?

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