Snow

This year’s snow finally fell down. It was the first and possibly the only snow this year. Last year had not snow. However, I did not have the surprise of the past at all, although I wrote in the winter of last year and this year respectively: looking forward to a snow. Perhaps all the things that can be expected in life will not surprise people, and it will follow the course, and everyone will be welcomed! This year’s snow, in the WeChat circle of friends half a month ago, friends had already issued a notice. Looking at Tencent news a few days ago, many people were afraid that the snow would be too heavy, news of looting vegetables in supermarkets (of course, this can only appear in the city with dense forests, which has nothing to do with my countryside). All these so-called things are attributed to the development of science and technology nowadays. According to the weather forecast, yesterday, it should be heavy snow in Miluo area, but today it is as heavy as heavy snow. The weather forecast can broadcast the temperature and snow in these days, but the amount of snow is still not accurately predicted. At best, this snow is just a small and medium-sized snow. Snow, just passing for a short time, gently came to the world where I was. Snow, I am like it very much, I never want to deny it. In my opinion, snow is the best gift given by God-the most beautiful gift. The rising snow and the free snow have always been regarded as the most spiritual thing in the world by me. The standard six petals are crystal clear, like the purest fairy in the sky. Such immortals are increasingly rare in today’s South of the Yangtze River. I am very jealous of my friends in the north. They can walk freely in the snow and shout loudly (it would be good if it would not cause avalanche), kiss, Whisper, lingering, love with snow for a long time, like a close lover who has been together for a long time. Snow is coming, and it is warm and soft. Early in the morning, at dawn, I got a glimpse of the white snow squeezing in the curtain of the big French window, which was the snow on the roof of the opposite house separated by more than ten Zhang. Take out the glasses and put them on, you can clearly see snowflakes flying like butterflies. Ten-year-old Yu’er couldn’t wait for the dawn, so she put on the clothes a few times and rushed downstairs a few steps. After a while, I held a handful of snow with both hands, pointing to my mother excitedly in a low voice! Mom! It was white on the roof, on the orange trees and in the fields. You see, this is the snow I dug from the laundry table. It seemed that Yu had already patrolled the front and back of the house early in the morning. Looking at Yu’s frozen red cheeks and excited expression, I told him not to play too long to see if grandpa got up? If you get up and raise the fire, go to warm it. He answered and went downstairs carefully. When Jun woke up, we got up slowly, and it was nearly eight o’clock. When I went downstairs, I saw that the world was indeed as white as Yu said, and there was a vast expanse of white on the roof; The veins of orange trees were dotted with idle white clouds; On the woodpile of my eunuch, where on the neighbor’s wall is not filled with snow? The snow is still flying, but it is a pity that it is much smaller. At this time, the snow is like thousands of fine flower needles dancing lightly over the head. The snow on the cement floor was slowly melting. As soon as my feet stepped on it, the snow and water splashed together, and the corner of the eaves of my mother-in-law’s old house was dripping frequently. The neighbors had already started to visit the door, and the Woodhouse of the mother-in-law’s house was already full of voices. For me, such snow is a big disappointment. If you want to have a snowball fight and make snowmen, the amount of the thin snow in this corner is far from enough. However, this does not affect the interest of the two little guys in playing in the snow. Is it true that all children in the world are born to have snowball fights? I am sure that the handsome man who just reached three years old this year should have seen snow for the first time since he could speak without restriction. He crouched down, grabbed a lump of snow in his hand and called his brother. Did his brother have any reason not to fight back? The war had already started over and over again. Laughed and laughed! Jumped! They looked for snow sources that could fight, and their positions were moved from their own homes to their neighbors. Looking at the smiling faces of my sons, I felt inexplicable sadness in my heart. Judging from the frequency of snow in recent years, if things go on like this, it is unknown how many times they will see this holy snow in their hometown in the future. Back to thirty years ago, I remembered the thick snow with knees deep. My friends and I rolled snowballs, made snowmen, rolled our feet into legs and walked out of the long tire marks of the truck step by step, skiing on steep slopes and skating have been passing through my mind. Up to now, except for such a magical scene in that year of ice disaster, the snow has become more and more rare in recent years. I am looking forward to snow, and I am eager to have a hearty snow every year, instead of either being surprisingly cold, giving you a unprepared ice disaster; Or, snow, it simply won’t let you see its back. Later, the sons were tired of playing, especially the handsome clothes were too thick, and they stumbled and got dirty on the trousers and clothes. When returning to the fire, they were reprimanded by their father. I went back to his father. The snow was so hard to come. Let them go crazy happily this time! Isn’t it just changing wet clothes and taking a bath? How many childhood does life have? The snow fell gently, gently across the world of this winter. In fact, I don’t need to be sad or sad. At least, it came as promised this year, which made me not wait for such a scene. Next year, I look forward to waiting for such a more gentle snow. 2016-01-22 Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

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