Desire winter snow

It was already the winter season. Although the sky in the South was gray and gloomy, there was no sign of falling snow at all. However, with the weather being cold and warm, it rained from the empty sky. The overcast rain is so cool that it is lingering, but it is not as warm and lyric as the plum rain in spring. Therefore, southerners call it winter rain. However, with the arrival of cold winter rain, the weather became cold day by day. Just like me at this time, I was huddling in the bedroom of a city in Jiangnan, like a little beast shivering in the field. I just like the coldness, because the appearance of winter is the coldness that gives people nowhere to hide from head to foot. Except that, I longed for a magnificent snow behind the fierce cold wave, which dyed the dull sky and green mountains in the South into a crystal clear fairy tale kingdom. But such scenery did not appear, which made me feel extremely depressed and disappointed when I grew up in the north. It is unfair to say that snowflakes have never visited the southern sky. Just like during my more than ten years living in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, Snow Girl has visited the beautiful mountain city twice. One was in lunar December, and the other was in lunar January. However, it seemed that snow girl was playing hide-and-seek with people. It was in the midnight that she said goodbye to the unreachable sky quietly and came to the world fluttering. At that time, people were sleeping soundly, and few people saw her ethereal and graceful appearance. It was only the next morning that they heard that it had snowed last night, so they put on their clothes hurriedly, opened the door and went outside to see clearly, it turned out to be muddy and rainy, where could there be Snow White trace? It seemed that the winter in the south, the warm sky and mountains in the South could not even contain a small snowflake. This winter made me feel unprecedentedly disappointed and melancholy when I grew up in the silver-covered north. Therefore, the snow in my hometown became my dream field with irresistible charm. In the endless snow, my soul sang happily and easily. It seemed that before October, the first snow in my hometown came. But the snow was not aggressive, but soothing and silent. When I opened the door the next morning, I saw a thin layer of snow on the ground, which was as thin as flour or as soft as cotton wool, but they were all silvery and tender. When the bright sun shines in the daytime, it only dissolves a little, and most of them seem to have roots on the ground, accompanying people through this long and lonely winter. The following snow was as fierce as a long one. I remember a very cold winter day, when the heavy snow covered the sky with goose feathers fell for three days and three nights. On the morning when the snow first stopped, my father opened the door to clean the snow in the yard, but the door plank couldn’t be opened. It turned out that the thick snow blocked the door! The first time I encountered the situation of closing the door in heavy snow, I hurried out of the warm bed, put on my clothes and planned to enjoy the snow outside. My father had nothing to do, so he had to open a sealed window, which froze the whole family! And it was in this involuntarily trembling that I saw the vast white snow outside the window. Through the roaring wind last night, the wind god surrounded countless snowflakes and gathered under the eaves like waves, no wonder father can’t open the door? This morning, the whole family shoveled snow with shovels, Finally, I cleared up a trail of sheep intestines from my home to the village street. Since then, it could be unobstructed. In the extremely cold winter every year, I was extremely excited and not afraid of the intimidation that my mother froze my nose, I went outside to have snowball fights with children and make snowmen. Although my face was frozen into red apples and my hands were frozen into carrots, I was never bored with it and felt cool under my body. I remember when I was a child, my brothers and I dug snow lanes in the snow mountain behind the house, just like a tunnel Battle. Three people dug and dug in the snow holes like polar bears, and the three snow lanes were mysteriously connected. Three pairs of ecstatic childish eyes were flashing on three faces with snow particles. Of course, the charm of snow is not limited to this, nor is it limited to my carefree childhood and youth. When I grew up, I was more fond of snow. I like to take a walk outside when the snow falls. The snowflakes falling from the sky above my head and the silvery soft snow on my feet will melt in a flash when the elf-like snowflakes hit my cheek or fall into the collar. It gives people a moist, soft and graceful experience, just like the first kiss of a pure girl. I gradually understand that every snow in winter in my hometown is a baptism of the soul and a test and inquiry of human conscience. When snowflakes falling from the sky dyed villages, roads and wilderness into silver of the same color, the world became particularly beautiful and pure. Under the brush of snow, the low and crude houses were painted with the plain, clean and elegant appearance of the dazzling palace; The dark and brown bare land on the wilderness, it turned into a piece of flat and delicate huge white paper, as if all the ugliness and sins in the world were buried carefully by the heavy snow, and what was left was only the pure Kingdom of Ice and snow. Later I traveled to Urumqi, and I knew that the winter there was also a fairytale world wrapped in silver makeup. It was also in countless sleepless winter snow nights that I read all the wonderful novels written by Japanese writer Yasunari Kawabata. In the works of the literary master, Japan, a snowy country in winter, was described as picturesque and infatuated by him, although the greed, humbleness and ugliness of human nature were reflected on this huge white canvas. However, when you stand in the endless snow field, you will thoroughly understand that if a person has never encountered vigorous and overwhelming heavy snow in his short life, then his life was destined to leave an irremediable defect. Therefore, in the gloomy and rainy winter in Jiangnan, I have reason to yearn for the heroic winter snow in the north, just like longing for a totem, rising from my dry spirit tree to the sky in style is the home that I must care for and watch. 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White hair

Han Shuang, you have a white hair on your head! I was standing there, shocked by my husband’s surprise. Which have? I have never found it, I defend. But he shouted to his daughter to see the white hair on my head. Then the father and daughter pulled on my head like finding the new continent, one after another. Oh, the father and daughter pulled ten white hairs on my head altogether. My husband seemed to be very distressed and kept shouting: Han Shuang, what should I do? So many white hairs! That’s all now, that’s too old! I didn’t take this for granted. I smiled and said: it is not natural that I am almost forty years old and have a few white hairs! However, he cherished it very much and kept saying: Alas, why do you have white hair? I was about to ask my daughter to pull out the white hair on my head for me. My husband suddenly changed a smiling face and said in a serious way: Han Shuang, let’s discuss something. What thing? Seeing his mystery, I asked him hurriedly. You see, you have white hair, and I am just a handsome guy! Should I consider changing my team? He xipixiaolian. Hearing this, I went up to kick him and punched him again: dare you! If so, see if I won’t peel off your skin! Then he said to his daughter: Daughter, look at what your father said, help mother clean him up! Before I finished speaking, my daughter was already furious. She hugged me tightly: I am mother’s allies, don’t try to make such a bad idea at any time! If you dare to apologize to my mother, I will not forgive you! My husband looked at our hatred, and laughed: I dare not even give me three courage! I’m just kidding! You where can I really? My daughter said, “I dare you! Yes, my husband is just joking for us. He dare not and will not do this. For so many years, I have known him better than anyone else. In fact, he often pretended to sigh in front of me. I asked him why he sighed, was it because he earned too little money? He said: I have plenty of money, and I am not afraid of having no money. I sighed because I lack a bosom friend! Once I said this, I couldn’t help laughing and bragging again, didn’t I? You are so shabby that you still want a bosom friend! No money, no right, no status, who would like to be your beauty! After listening to me, my husband kept silent. But a few days later, my husband seemed to forget my sarcasm to him and pretended to sigh. I repeated the original words to satirize him. Often, I satirized him, and he didn’t refute, just smiled at me there. In life, I am a person without any sense of humor. He always drives pigs in hutongs-go straight to the hutong and say anything, but his husband doesn’t. In the office, everyone chats together, once he spoke out, he would often make everyone laugh. When he went home, he would often repeat the scenes that caused everyone to laugh, and I was often attracted to laugh. My husband will be very happy when I smile. He said, you should not always stretch your face in the future, be listless and have more humor, and you will feel that life will be very happy. I said I couldn’t be humorous, so he taught me how to speak with humor. But I am not humorous by nature, and I can’t learn from teaching. I know that in life, my husband deliberately made some funny words or actions to make me happy. I often told him that I would not live in the future. He said, “What’s the fear? I have lived for 40 or 50 years. I hope I can do whatever I want. Then we will not be afraid of anything! If I mentioned this topic when I was having a meal, I would often laugh out. I also knew that if I had white hair, he wouldn’t change the team. He was just talking; He just wanted to use the topic to make me have a little temper and make me happy. I often think that one day in the future, two gray-haired old men will sit together, basking in the sun and chatting about happy things when they are young. 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