Winter dream

Winter dream

"The old leaves are like a tender tree, and the cherry blossoms are white flowers." This poem summarizes a winter.

Everything is asleep. The flowers thanked, and there was a lot of shocks; the birds flew and took away a lively scene; the river was quiet, and the lively character of the past was lost, quietly sleeping, the world is so quiet, only Snow solitary dance!

It flutters quietly in the air, only it - snow, so lonely, so lonely, so lonely. I am slowly walking in the sky, just walking slowly, not too fast, because I am afraid that my fast pace will affect their dance steps!

Looking at their crystallized body, I want to gently pick them up by hand, and when they look at their beautiful posture, they are silent, leaving only a cold in the hand. Are they blaming me for catching them? How else would you leave those few cold tears?

The snow fell on my hair, on the clothes, and it fell on the trees, the car, the mountains, and the roof. It seemed that it was determined to make the world silver and white. But everyone is not in a hurry to shoot the snow, because the snow falls on the clothes and the hair ends, which is equivalent to having the breath of the whole winter!

Although the other flowers have disappeared, the plum blossoms are open to the public in winter. It is open to the wind and the snow falls on it, making it look more beautiful and more beautiful. "There are a few branches in the wall, and Ling Han is alone. It is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance." Isn't this poem describing it? Its dreamy fragrance, the spirit of the challenge, the gorgeous flowers, how fascinating!

There is frost, which is unique in winter. It is like a magician, and it changes into a beautiful picture. Hey, this is like a dancer spinning a beautiful dance step. These little dots are like snow, oh, isn't this a dance picture of winter? Silver frost shines on the dead leaves with a unique light, like a layer of silver on the dead leaves, unusually glamorous, beautiful!

Winter is a dream, a silver-white dream, it is dreamy and light with snow, with the fragrance of plum blossoms, with the beauty of frost, constitutes an unparalleled dream!

First day: Liu Jiahui