Snowing

If I complain that the winter is too cold and too dry, then I lied.

Snow, the image of the sacred object, is different from the ice cream in the summer. She is so rare and rare to see, which makes me complain in the winter. South, too hot! Maybe in this way, I couldn't help but get close to her, look for her, look forward to her, like two people who don't know, kindly, no reason, it hurts.

In the impression, when the snow came, the world was full of endless whites, bought roasted sweet potatoes, and sighed in the hands. Put on a big cockroach, wear a melon hat, thick boots, snow has not crossed the knees, step on a squat, step on a squat, pull the legs and laboriously. Occasionally, rest, my feet are born on the ground, and when I feel hard, there is a slamming sound, a little bit of the meaning of the tape. The leaves of the trees are hidden in green, and the barbs are hung. The ice seems to be settled when it is about to fall. It drowns the piece of the house, reveals the window, and squats on the window, with a few small eyes inside, water Staring at the world of this sorrow, it reveals the same snow, like a fairy tale, this snow is not an elf!

The details are all presented in front of the imagination without any reservation, which further strengthens the recollection.

So, looking for an impression. With endless expectations, as expected, the Spring Festival of the previous year brought the first snow in my life. Although unsatisfactory, too small, but also can not stop my curiosity about snow.

In order to catch up before the sun melts the residual snow, I jumped out of bed with six or seven points and went to the window sill. There was only a trace of light outside. I looked at the misty fog, and from time to time I sneaked into something like a snowflake, and I didn't care too much cold, and hurriedly reached out and caught it. When the light was turned on, it was just the snow foam that became slag. It turned into a water, which made it disappointing. Probably, in a few days, maybe it will be bigger? I glared at the flowers that were fluttering like rain and snow. Oh, I saw the real snowflake, and the plot of the reluctance.

Impression, delicate, chic, with a little plush, is actually a transparent white, the palm is large but not exquisite, still the ice crystal clear. This is the snowflake! The temperature of the snowflake is a warm feeling, cotton-like softness, flying through the dynamic arc in the air, the leaves sweeping the autumn wind, the snow sweeps the winter wind, I seem to stick it up.

Meng felt a burst of ice, pulled back to God, actually holding the ice in the freezer, put a face. However, a burst of ecstasy seems to be like a heavy snow.

Ah! If you are full, the snow in the north will move in, and it will snow!

magnificent! This is the heavy snow, and it is drunk without any mercy. We must be crazy, mad, and ruthless, ran to grab the snow everywhere, piled up the snowman indiscriminately, inserted a slap in the nose, the top mop was bangs, and the barrel was used as a steel helmet. The left hand is a shield, the right hand is a sword, the wall is repaired, the bunker is built, and the snow is hit. The third day of the third day of the second day of the second day, the second day to push down the first day, no pain or itch, but also smiled haha, grab a snow, stuffed into the clothes, let people eat "sorbet". This kind of energy, when the bell was pulled, there was no more class bells. Where else, I was still sitting in the classroom, and the whole school stopped his class. Too hot, too mad, too wild! Even the teacher also kicked the classroom door and knocked off the window. A group of people rolled over and went out the window. Not wearing gloves, wearing short-sleeved shorts, frozen red hands, frozen purple face, nothing to worry about! Throwing his snowball, hitting his beggar, attacking his city, laughing and laughing, all smug, everything returns to the original, back to the age of children, warm!

There is no reason to snow, let the world return to pure white!

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