Quietly

Winter is coming, will spring be far away? In the cold environment, I look forward to spring. Growing in the South, I always feel that the cold winter adds a lot of troubles to people. In order to keep warm, I have worn too many clothes, which are thick and fat. In addition, the problem of keeping warm and avoiding cold should be taken into consideration when doing anything, especially when you want to go far away, you should pay more attention to this problem. Otherwise, you will get a cold or other bad things. Maybe I am used to the reason of warm environment. I don’t like the cold climate very much. I always look forward to the warm and warm slender Willow Bank and the tender and tender Yin Yin Yan Xia. However, the law of nature is not transferred by people’s will. Like it or not, the Earth is still running along its own path. The rotation of Four Seasons is always from winter to spring, and from spring to winter. From the bleak wind and snow to the bright spring flowers, from the warm and sunny spring breeze to the fierce ice and frost. In the meantime, how much tenderness and sadness have been taken away, and how many thoughts and prospects have been brought. While at this time, I thought the snowflakes in the north were so fluttering and falling quietly. Between the heaven and the Earth, the place where you look up is a snow-white world. The sentence in “Qinyuanchun. Snow” suddenly came gently from my mind: the scenery of the north, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow floating. wang the great wall outside, but more than vast, River up and down, lost surging. The mountain dance silver snake, the original wax elephant, wants to compare with the god, it must be sunny, see the red dress wrapped in plain, it is particularly enchanting. …… Snowflake is like a dancer performing on the stage, showing his own pose and making use of his performance time forgetfully. The mountains were white and the trees were covered with silver. The bare branches were deeply wrapped in ice and snow, shaking heavily in the cold of the wilderness. The makeup on the river surface is also hard white ice, blocking the gentle and lingering water fiercely. And the winter dream on the mountain is even the snow-white cold scene. Winter reveals the charm of snow completely, and also spreads the shrill and cold to the world, spreading on the land of the North Country cruelly and ostentatiously. Fortunately, the South is not as cold as the North. There is no snow in the South, no ice in rivers, no snow in branches and leaves, and no snow resistance on roads. But the cold wind pierced, piercing into the marrow, blowing on the face like a knife. The withered grass in the mountain field sobbed bitterly in the cold wind, and the fluttering fallen leaves were wrapped by condensation and stroke. The cold air was toward the mountain field and towards the Earth, singing the fierce song of winter to the vast world. The setting sun is lazy, the mountains are quiet, and the cold wind blows away. Walking quietly in winter with gentle steps. The figure at dusk was pulled very long. In the quiet winter field, you could see far and far places. The cold wind was looking for the weak place of clothes to drill inward. Gu left and right places, the fourth field was speechless. I wrapped my heart and held my warmth. Facing the cold winter season, I expressed my wild feelings and walked silently under the sky of the South. Relying on the passing of the long days, we drive away the barbarism of the cold wave with the warmth of the world, and smokes the plain and quiet vicissitudes with the auspicious smoke in the world. Touch the flowing clouds on the mortal world gently with the ordinary heart that has nothing to do with the world, and embrace the light and simple life with the deep love in the bottom of my heart. A season of cold driving time is bumping, a space of cold in the heart of looking forward. Occasionally in the winter sun, a happy heart laughs in the warm light. Open your hands, open your mind, and embrace the warm sun. On the high of the tree branches and the curved branches, birds are also playing with feathers in the warm light, combing the warmth. The high cry and the high head and forehead convey the warm sunshine. I am in the romantic light, sailing in the Heart Lake of Tang Poetry and Song poetry, the light and slow swinging wave of words, the shocking world, the poetry wave of ghosts and gods, the heart shore, gently slapped, ripples, in Lake rippling. The winter is lonely and faint, and the mood is fluttering in the cold wind. The coldness of winter only changes the environment, but cannot change people’s hearts. The aspiration of yearning and the flexibility of life are always passing through without hesitation in the wind, frost, snow and rain. Searching, ups and downs, singing and singing, living in the real world, walking and bumping. Quietly, walking in winter. Under the Sky, the wind and snow floated cold, and in the wilderness, the body wrapped in the heart of the world. Step on the wave surface of time, gently walk at the end of the season, send away the cold winter politely, and welcome the vigorous and gracious spring. Pastoral/love. QQ:2657945175. Zan (prose editor: indifferent) the snow in spring

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