That a snow

The leaves are colorful, and the withered and yellow leaves are everywhere. First, half green and half yellow will turn yellow soon after receiving. Next, the fallen leaves in the city were cleared up by the people who were loved and cleaned early, and then sent to the garbage bin ruthlessly. A pale and lonely fire scattered the clouds, floating in the air, it disappeared instantly. At this time, the fallen leaves in the countryside are much happier than those in the city. As autumn passed, the fierce cold wind blew fiercely in that winter, and the leaves were in the air. The wind stopped and the leaves fell suddenly. At this time, if favored by snow, the fresh soil in the countryside would be the best destination for leaves. Until the spring of next year, its rotten body will add fertile nutrients to the soil. Thinking like this, the quietly coming winter gave me a little warmth. In this way, there was a flood of snow in the city where the Sichuan Neijiang was almost never visited by snow. It fell on bare tiles, Eaves, desolate fields and the Sanyuan Tower. The children in the countryside ran mischievously on the mountains and plains, where they made snowmen and fought snowballs. They are naughty to celebrate snowflakes that they have never seen in life. They are so happy that they forget their frozen red hands. The kind old farmer sighed: Alas! I don’t know how the crops in the field are. At this time, the sensible youth would jokingly say: Ruixue zhaofengnian! Two smiles, this sigh is not sad. In fact, I am no exception. The sudden falling of snowflakes makes me happy and surprised. Some images that once could only linger in my mind ordered me to feel them one by one. Therefore, I had to go to my friend, put on the camera, and set foot on the quiet place I yearned for in my heart. This and that look, the white and beautiful snowflakes have become the objects we flirt. With the click of the camera, actions and smiles were left forever. Ask yourself: Is this the most beautiful snow? If not, where is the most beautiful. In the poem of the poet alone boat and fishing alone in the cold river and snow; In the north, the scenery, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow floating in the north, or in the same as Neijiang almost no snow but developed industry in South China. Winter. Snow. Cold. White. We connect these four words tightly together, and let them shine the light in our vision. This makes me feel whether it is poetry, North or South China. I dismissed. Although I had never set foot on the journey to the north, I could enjoy the strange scene of thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow there. But I also heard my father mention it. In the snowy city of Beijing that year, what I learned didn’t have white and soft beauty at all, but only transparent ice cubes. What’s more sighing is that, it is said that even peeing immediately condenses into ice, completely losing the soft beauty that belongs to snow. Fortunately, during the Spring Festival of 2009, it was the journey of visiting relatives that brought me to two cities where snow didn’t like to fall and Guangzhou, a different city. Let me feel the feeling from different cities in winter. When I first arrived in Guangzhou, I was so excited that I finally left Neijiang and came to the recognized big city. In addition to excitement, I set foot on the journey to enjoy the winter belonging to Guangzhou. To tell the truth, I began to dislike this place after feeling it, because even in the season when pigs and dogs were frozen to death, I could only wear a thin sweater. What’s more, I couldn’t feel the existence of winter. To feel the change of the four seasons, it seems that we still need to return to Neijiang. Even though the winter in Neijiang will only usher in a snowflake for a long time and many years, the four seasons are still distinct. In spring, flowers bloom, spring breeze chuckles, sunshine is very soft, the Earth is green, and fragrance is hidden in the air. In summer, the sun shines brightly and cicadas sound. The sun evaporates water vapor from the lake water, which floats in the air and gives people a cool feeling. In autumn, the flagstone road in the mountain has long been decorated with gold leaves that can not bear loneliness. The streams beside the trees have long been floating with the remains of leaves. The bare branches are entangled by the hazy fog and are inseparable, turned colorful. I can only feel my existence from the Tinkling Spring water hidden in the white mist. All this is the beginning of the white and boundless winter. With the approaching chill, my heart was full of emotion. I knew it was a little joke given to the children who loved him by Winter, who was gentle, not good at speaking, plain but bold. Facing the winter with such scenery, my heart was shocked. What does winter give us? Winter is coming, will spring be far behind? Or something else? I used to compare internal generals to winter. It is just because winter does not have the distracting thoughts of blooming all over the mountains and green like spring that attracts praise to him from then on; Winter does not blossom and bear fruit like summer, and lures others; Winter is not as harvested as autumn, it makes people have lust. In short, winter is winter. Although it is pale and lonely, it can still give birth to products like wintersweet, which are proud, tough and uncontented, silently opening up in the cold winter contributes the beauty of dark fragrance to the Earth. This is the similarity between Neijiang and Sichuan. It is located in a corner of Sichuan. There is no developed industry, no world-famous scenic spots and no focus of attention. But he is a city in China, just like winter is a solar term of four seasons. Even though he didn’t attract people’s attention, it was still the hometown for which I struggled. I grew up drinking the water there, sniffing the countryside there and the warm home I missed very much, there is my favorite Sanyuan Tower, which is the heritage of world culture and the crystallization of the labor of ancestors. However, he was not valued by others, but he still stood there as a guide for the lost. It turned out that there was my home. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. 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