There is a poem about snow in Mao Zedong's poem Yongmei:
Spring leaves in the storm; With the snow, it came back. Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it. Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it. When the mountain flower is romantic, she is laughing from it.
This poem gives life to snow. See how you understand it. People who are passionate about life, everything is fresh and lovely in their eyes! I once wrote a poem in Baidu in response to the questioner's request:
Wang Ting can't lock the free wind,
Xue Fei doesn't envy the red in the yard.
I wonder how beautiful the mountains and rivers are.
Love rivers.
Your song has stopped, and the moon is hazy.
Naturally, I can't compare with Mao Zedong. I just want to explain that flying snow is a state of mind and a positive expression of loving life. See how you understand it.
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