last night, and a heavy snow will open early winter snows consumer dream coverage!
perhaps winter's sake, the environment has changed the thinking of my keyboard, each put pen to paper, I text seems inseparable from the snow, inseparable from the chill, and quiet of the winter night, when the moonlight in a gust of wind swept The cold moonlight soon thick dark clouds covered standing in the sunset, chill blowing, warm spilling enthusiasm of the day that they put away the last vestiges of desire. Winter night in this season was emerged in a different kind of life, those who have deep and shallow, gently dough life, cut open the Road a shame Sunset astringent flush the memory, at the moment has become a disappearing look forward to!
a month, a line of poetry, and his love, his party tears ......
enough can be said is all we have, in fact, our lives from the land that day, began to take up the responsibility of looking for walking on the road, gone through layer after layer, over a The hilltop by a hill, the generations born departure from generation to generation, we are not to enjoy the immediate landscape, but in our own life's journey, you want to find a destination!
the end-result is what? Some people say that it is happiness and love in the spring, some people say it is a warm summer fitness,{Chinese Tea Online Shop}, was said to be the smiling faces of the autumn harvest, also a long look in the winter, a silence outside, even the snowflakes in the wind hurried footsteps seem to hear real snow unique way all buried on the story of a season, but following in the white snow, still the Imagination of a desire for a kind of expectation. May be the last season footsteps too hastily, facing the snow-covered world, and my heart is helpless ...
for our lives, who can testify it? I know, in front of white one day will fade away, but I still could not be repeated in this season on a season in front!
during the day, I go to work, to see a group of children making snowmen, childish face sheets, frozen red hand, there was a figure wearing thick clothes and left me with a profound the impression that they become my pen text style, my thinking with my young days I, even though there is no good warm clothes for the kids and pants, when winter seems than it is now winter cold more, we like snow days, singing loudly snow, crisp sound again and again landslide lonely village, we go where there is our voice, and this is a wonderful season , no sorrow, no grief, all the passion of life is the same in the with the world beyond life, beyond the self!
this day, as the snow melts,{DaHongPao}, our young footprints fade away in the dirt.
perhaps thismind, my kids slapstick facilitate subconsciously slow down, they do not seem aware of my existence, is still in play happily ...
into the fourth decade, the memory of winter can also be said to be a thick book. The snow is the most dazzling winter text, days like a wizard, beautiful, lovely, snow is also classical and modern winter the perfect combination. When it comes to winter, can not fail when it comes to snow, and snow-related stories!
live in the north,Red Tea, I like the snow, prefer snow peaceful life. When you are standing in the embrace of winter, the snow is like a beautiful princess, with its own unique nature of mind, in the air, falling, gently dance, quietly song that kind of quiet, moist crystals, forward and on a fragrance and smile of the season, the Red depths when implicit hidden, I know, this scene, is the soul of the heart of the snow, snow, snow Spirit, Mind of snow rhyme snow does not turn like a The finished book moment in my life charter dotted with abundance significantly polish with the crest of. Born in the north, I think, this is life past life already agreed, or life is doomed love. Snow with my complex, is such a time into the text of my life, made me a snow more affectionate winter a preference!
Looking to the distant snow-capped, snow season in a quiet, my mind sees around delicate snow attachment; the smile care disseminated snow. When over the layers of snow-covered mountains, and I really want to take to stop and enjoy once this snow gives me the text, may stop it?
,whenever I have to try to enjoy life a hotbed bedside ringtones ring is to get up, son on snow, they go to work, the snow flooded road outside sweep not open ......
into the morning winter at a time when I dressed in evening sleepiness at night dream of the United States will be detached from the finger,{Green Tea}, think back to the action in the snow, I think years ago, his father appeared before my eyes , but also when I was in elementary school, every encounter winter snow days, the father always early to sweep our school open on the road, we know only walk, but ignored a sweep of passers mood!
by winter, I wrote about the snow, writing to the memory of snow, written to his father, my heart is the long-awaited episode ignited. Year's winter, father sojourn here in my being encountered snow days, I wanted a good sleep, and the yard at dawn came the sound of snow pushed, when I got up to see his father has grown from street outside push snow to see my father, I am very distressed, but his father's eyes, he did not blame me, but to tell the father to let his son fell to the snow on the road, the snow is also a love,{tea}!
thefather has been ten years, and I still have not forgotten their responsibility! Understand the father!
Chapman smell to bark, 风雪夜归人. Read this poem encountered snow of the winter, and often makes me think of the warmth open the door moved, love is perhaps a bottle brightly burning fire!
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