Snow essays

I like snow and its white color; I like its glittering and translucent; I like its quietness; I like its dancing posture; I like its elegance. Whenever it snows, I will run to the wild, quietly, silently staring at its beautiful image. Look at its flawless, its tranquility and Clea, let snowflakes kiss my cheek, […]

Festival Chronicle

It seems that this year’s Spring Festival is almost the same as in previous years. Apart from being tired and bored, I can’t find a star of Good memory any more, which is somewhat sad. Is this the new year we had been looking forward to when we were young? I was speechless and confused. […]