Snow fell silent

Living on the plateau, I am used to dancing gracefully in winter snow. If there is no snow flying, my mood will be inexplicably lost and I will feel a little melancholy lingering in my heart! People are looking forward to snow moistening the dry earth. Yesterday, on a normal day in a cold season, it was very cold to go out to work. The lead-colored clouds hung on the top of my head low, and the sky was covered with a layer of light gray. Tiny snow particles were flying all over the sky, like white sand, dense, falling into silver, rising and falling without sound. At this time, the pedestrians and vehicles on the road, red or white, black or green, are just like a flowing colorful ornament in the floating snow. The pedestrians in the snow wore tight coats, shrank their bodies, squinted their eyes, deliberately dodged the intrusion of snow particles blowing on their faces, and refused to hug them closely with their cheeks and neck. No! That was the snow unwilling to fall, unwilling to be rolled into mud or snow Cake By The Benz wheel, unwilling to be defiled by the mire. Somehow, the flying snowflakes only covered the land thinly, so I stopped mischievously. I longed for snowflakes flying all over the sky, all over the mountains and plains, and stood quietly in the snow at that time, feel the elegant and silent dance of snowflakes; Feel the purity and glittering and translucent snow, and integrate your thoughts into the silence of falling snow and fly together! When the night came, I deliberately walked to the street against the cold wind. At this time, the snow particles turned into snowflakes again. The bright street lamps reflected the white snowflakes, as if countless fireflies were turned out to fly under the street lamps. The dim light will pull your figure to the long night. The night is very quiet and the snow is silent. Everything shows a different scenery under the night in the silent gaze. On the silent road, you can dance with snowflakes as much as you like, regardless of who is blocking your sight or whose smiling face is annoyed. You can open your arms to touch the glittering thoughts, and let them turn into a transparent drop of water in your warm palm. This is the tears of snowflakes! It always moistens your eyes, evokes your memory, and lets you carve the truest mind in the initial white snow. The snow fell silent, and my thoughts were infinite. Everything was wrapped in silence and dyed by the snow. I really liked this feeling and walked into the fairy tale of winter in a pure and beautiful deep feeling. Looking at the White elves all over the sky giving a spirit to the dance, wrapping the Silent Earth with a broad mind, hiding the noise and dust of the world of mortals, quietly dressed up the vast wilderness, bringing purity to the world. This morning, I opened the window curtain and looked at the misty mountains and fields in the snow from the window. In the looming distance, the Snow Sky met each other. Nearby tall buildings, big trees, wrapped in silver, everything was covered in white color, and the dust and withered branches in the past were deeply buried in the silver white world, make your mood pure and beautiful. At this time, with joy, I got up hurriedly, rushed out of the house and stood in the snow, feeling the coolness of snowflakes falling on my face. Maybe, winter is really close to me at a moment. When you raise your head and squint your eyes to see the snow spreading all over the sky, you will feel a little throb inexplicably, trembling slightly with the rhythm of falling snow. Although the wind is very cold, I feel very warm because of the coming of snow, just like the beautiful memory of childhood, which warms my heart. I remember when I was young, I always ran out wearing my mother’s cotton-padded jacket when heavy snow was falling. I asked several partners to fight snowballs, make snowmen and roll snowballs in the snow. I am always proud of my victory and my masterpiece. The snow is always silent, and we are always playing to our heart’s content. We have no idea that we have disturbed the peace. The innocent and sweet laughter pervades under the sky full of snowflakes, and we don’t want to go back! It was not until hearing the call of family members that they disappeared in the snow with fallen flowers all over their bodies, and gave peace to the snow. The memory at that time was always very beautiful. The pure and romantic smile was rippling in the snow dance, and the innocent and lively footprints were depicted in the snow. Everything seemed so natural and harmonious. Today, I am still longing for the day of falling snow, and I like to fly my thoughts in the flying snowflakes. Now, standing in the silence and watching the falling snow, I think of the poem written by Cangyang jiatuo: I ask Buddha: why is it always snowing when I am sad? The Buddha said: winter is about to pass, leave some memory. I asked the Buddha: why is it a night that I don’t care about every time it snows? The Buddha said: casually, people always miss a lot of real beauty. I asked Buddha: there will be no snow in a few days. Buddha said: Don’t just stare at this season, miss this winter.

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