Interpretation of winter

I chose to fly in the middle of the night, but the white snow in the sky is dim, and the thick darkness engulfs the laughter. The New Year’s bell seems to be melodious in this silence, hehe! clang! Woke up the "fighting woman" illusory dream, the hands and feet have been reddened by the frost, but still pleading for something, the clear scorpion has already overflowed the tears, but those people's clothes are very ice. Cool...

In the house, there is a cluster of flames burning, the children sing the greatness around it, but I don’t know that God is as cruel as Satan. How many people are hungry in this cold; there is an old woman sitting in the corner of the house. Holding a cup of oatmeal, wrapped in a quilt and silver hair, her children still did not come back this year, have they forgotten that someone is waiting for the Spring Festival in their hometown?

The maple leaves in autumn have already fallen, leaving only a willow branch, which stands strong, although in a few days its style will be replaced by Lamei, but it is still a different kind of frost on the back. In the enthusiasm of beauty, it seems that the old emperor stood on the bottom of the ladder to present his last right hand.

Winter is cold, but at the same time it is warm, because after the snow has passed, there will be a few lines of sunlight shining on the earth, although there is only silk. But it is the driving force for people to rekindle hope. Maybe tomorrow, the spring breeze will blow up, open the ice mirror in the river, and the spring will ripple in the heart.

The lonely wind screamed at night, and people with bad luck would have a few spots of deep red to form a sore wound. The little girl fell in the snow, and her face still had a smile, let her sleep beautifully.

The first day of the Fuzhong Middle School in Qingbaijiang District, Chengdu, Sichuan: You Zhimei