Floating bar, snowflake

Reflecting the blue sky, accompanied by the cold moonlight, the sparsely scattered snowflakes are scattered and scattered in the air. In time, the earth is like a layer of tulle, so delicate under the moonlight.

Snowflakes, like goose feathers descend from the sky, I want the catkins to float in the wind, dancing like a dandelion. A few snowflakes fell on the window sill. When you look closely, they have melted. Holding a snowflake in your hand, look closely, and look like a small crystal grain~~ Snowflake, like a naughty child.

In the morning, I stepped out of the door and was intoxicated by the white snow. The snow-like snow is still fluttering and shaking. The roof of the house is as clean and crystal-like as the powder makeup, and the snow under the feet seems to have laid out a silver carpet for me.

Step on the thick snow bed and stroll through the woods. Yesterday's snowflakes cover up a few rocks that stood in the woods, such as dust. Snow covered the dense pine leaves, and from a distance, it was like snow. Look at the tall and standing poplar, although straight and unyielding, but can not stand the charm of snow, but also put on the crystal clear and plain.

Walking into the field path, there are silver-packed things everywhere, the sun shines up, and a little silver shines. Turning over a piece of snow, the green wheat seedlings are sleeping sweetly, and the white snow is a quilt that shelters the wind and rain.

Unconsciously, the snow stopped and it was about to melt, but what was left was an intriguing landscape.

The second day: the fourth