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I hope this winter will be warmer! Because this winter is suitable for me to think and read. I don’t know whether it is God’s favor to me or my bitter expectation; I don’t know whether God has heard my appeal or my daily prayer. In short, warm sun always follows all the way, either yesterday or today. Quietly listening to the sound outside the window, quietly waiting for the brightness that God gave me, feeling the best time of the fleeting time. At this time, my heart was calm. I didn’t deliberately create emotions or make microwave waves for no reason. I just wanted to breed some nostalgia and joy, and I just wanted to appreciate my relatives and friends. Then, then use a flower to commemorate those moments of hard work, use a photo to solidify, and use a paragraph of text to taste! Walking towards the depth of winter, there is still no snow floating, and the temperature is still above 10 degrees. I can’t help wondering: is this winter? How can there be no snow in winter? Winter should be like frozen snow. Snow-free winter may make people feel inappropriate and incomplete. I like snow, snow flying and silver clothes. I like the white and flawless snow, the warm as jade, and I prefer the creaking sound of stepping on it. When you stretch out your hands, touch the softness of the snow and feel the beauty of the snow, the slightly cool liquid drops on your palm. In an instant, there will be a few tremors in the Heart Lake, the weak fingers will fly wildly, and the fervent heart will be warm for a moment. The little happiness and memory in life will also be swaying in the wind with snowflakes. Looking at the light white, so clear, so perfect, really a enjoyment. Walking on such a white snow, I am really afraid that it will stain this beauty and disgrace this love. At this moment, a kind of touch cannot be expressed. This kind of shock is enough to evoke the dusty memory for many years. Even in winter, even if everything is withered, it also has a different kind of beauty. Let this vast expanse of mood connect with snowflakes, let this continuous affection drift away with snowflakes, and let this shallow and short letter seal up the lingering snow. Haruki Murakami said: it is always incredible to remember this thing. Yes, the memory of snow revived the scene of that year and showed it again: on the snowy bridge, I stretched out my hand to catch the snowflakes leaking from your hand; Beside the frozen white stream, I am looking for the potential figure of fish under the ice; In the quiet and romantic car window, I snuggle up in your warm arms and sing a song of snow velvet flowers, which can not only bring white color, but also bring refreshing, it can also make the bottom of my heart pure, keep away from the hubbub, and let myself return to the original plain white. Winter without snow is not perfect, winter without heavy snow is not beautiful, but for the integrity of this winter, for the less and less pure and crystal, I put my hands together, pray for this winter: wait for another snow, blow off the flashy, and disperse the haze. Let quietness and elegance stop in your heart and save the truth with words! Expect a snow, a romance, and a reunion. Let the flying Spirit tell the obsession of passing through the three lives, let the white snow lingering for thousands of years of oath, let the Shuo Shuo cold wind baptize the persistence and no regrets of love. May the year of China be safe and soft! Through the long time, I ran to greet a snow. When will I return? 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. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…