Snowing

It’s snowing, throwing the fall far behind

I can't see the road that is reddish by red leaves.

Only a leucorrhea, quietly drifting into the distance

The water in the river fell asleep and turned into pieces of ice crystals.

The sky is going to fall, quietly only drop some

It’s snowing, past and present

Solidified into a still picture

The color of winter can't describe the splendid scenery

White may be the eternal memory

I walked into the pure white and walked into the white dream.

It’s snowing, spring is waiting in front.

Waiting is getting closer, but dreams have gone far

I don't want to catch up with the memories of the past.

In the slowly exhausted life, what is worth cherishing

I reached out and a snowflake woke up in my hand.

Fourth grade: Chen Yu