Listen to the sound of snowflakes falling down

The snow tonight, so sudden and so majestic, made people unprepared, both surprised and happy. Looking through the window, I can see clearly that snowflakes are like clusters, waving one after another. Standing in front of the window of fallen flowers, my wandering thoughts have nowhere to be placed. In the night when no one listens, I think of them, those years with dark fragrance passing. Years are flowing quietly. With the season of flowers passing away, traces are also carved on our faces at the same time. Although everyone knows that the information age is also an era keen on speculation; Mayans predict that December 21th, 2012 will be the end of the world. After the sun sets, it will never rise again. Without Noah’s Ark, the Earth could only face destruction. Whether these rumors are reliable or not, it seems that not many people have cared about it. When nature creates people, it gives everyone a life and gives nothing, including instructions. Birth, aging, illness and death are natural laws, and that’s all natural laws. Having traveled around the space for a year, I have traveled through many websites, some of which are nostalgic and some of which have been forgotten. However, the net name of the stars, rain and breeze has never changed. Because I like the beauty of nature, nature will always be our mother and teacher whenever and wherever. Only the vast nature can contain everything. We can throw away the tedious and disputes in the world and place ourselves on the top of the mountain. We can be bright because of the starlight, soft because of the light wind, and cool because of the mountain wind. That freedom and happiness come so naturally and comfortably. Listen to their words attentively, feel the sound of weeds, trees and Cang bamboos, and discover the pure and beautiful character and soul of nature. At the same time, it is deeply influenced by its character and soul, my shrinking and narrow soul also began to purify. For a long time, I have experienced that the essence of life is face and reality. The Dreamland in many ambitions is just a dream. I also had the feeling that I didn’t know how to worry when I was young. After experiencing the passion of the age of cynic youth, I used to be a young woman with beautiful dreams and grand ideas. The woman who finally surrendered to the left-hand rice soup of the right hand. People, there are always too many desires and desires stirring in the journey of life. It seems that I have been looking for my position in life since I was sensible, and the lost time, I have been coming over in search, I am the kind of woman who is called a little arrogant and sentimental. In fact, in the sincere years full of roses, I also longed for a soul-stirring beautiful story. But after a careful thought, indifference was not necessarily bad. Wang Guozhen defined indifference as: if it belonged to me, it would be hard to move its heart if it didn’t belong to me. I think this is a kind of indifferent and indifferent life, and I can treat the prosperity and temptation in life with indifferent attitude, making my soul fall into a dream peacefully. I think such a person is as relaxed as clouds to himself and as quiet as lakes to others. Looking at my father who is getting older, I hope that time will go by, and I hope that all the beauty in the world will be passed on to everyone in the way of natural embrace. There are many choices in one’s life, but I only have one, which is to treat everyone in life with warmth, love and sincerity, and to treat all the beauty given to me with gratitude, let me have the courage to overcome myself. Close your eyes, let your heart absolutely blend with nature, listen carefully to the snow floating down leisurely from the air, purify your mind and essence the feeling of nature. Snow, white and flawless, the smooth and soft white is like a satin, covered on the top of everything, can’t see the gray road, can’t see the city full of dust, the blue sky reflects a fairy tale world, as if it has detached from all the obstacles and entered a pure paradise, quietly feeling the beauty endowed by nature. In the rippling, the wind passes through thoughts, the cool air flows through the seven realms, just like a curling full of frost and snow, placed in a boat carrying cloud leaves, quietly raft in the empty world, quiet, detached snow, lover of music, it renders life, makes life like poetry, and makes the choice of life always yearn for the white dreamy world. The soothing sound makes up for the lack of sunshine in winter. Maybe the twists and turns of the world, the euphemism of life and the aftertaste of emotion always spend money on tuition fees, and always smudges the melody. The cold wind couldn’t stop the light and natural footsteps of snowflakes. 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