2. I love the snow near the clouds, a cold corner, flat sand and thin grass, when it flies. -Xu Youren [Yuan Dynasty writer]
After countless winters, a person will get tired of frost when his head turns white. Xianke Wei Zhi [/KLOC-Polish writer in the 0/9th century]
Rain and snow, two wet brothers, savagely hit our faces. Although it is winter, lightning is still in all directions.
Cut through the sky. Lightning is as charming as twinkling sky blue eyes and as agile as thought, and its majestic companion thunders and disturbs the air. -Chekhov [Russian novelist and playwright]