1, ice and snow are released again, and the scenery is complicated.
2. It snows early and the moon is not round.
3, cold Sichuan snow, frozen pu up spring flow.
Six flowers fly in front of the door, not to mention before the bottle.
5, snowy and sunny weather, loose waist and fine jade, cold eyes in spring.
6, falling snow and smoke want to wet flowers, Dongfeng Baizhang chasing clouds.
7. The falling snow reflects the waning moon round after round, and the wings dance in the cold wind of the strip.
8. When the snow fills Chang 'an Avenue, I will give you a plum.
9. The breeze lifted the plain skirt and sang songs to the snow.
10, falling snowflakes, picturesque.
1 1, the snow is silent and the plum blossoms are full of fragrance.
12, the wind and snow filled the window, and Han Mei opened it alone.
13, falling snow is flying in the sky, and the world is white.
14, leaning against the fence to see the snow scene, picturesque.
15, the snow is full of mountains and rivers, and the cold plum blossoms alone.
16. Listening to the snowflakes falling in the breeze, drinking sake at the moon.
17, flying snow welcomes spring, and cold plum branches are pretty.
18, the snow falls and the plum blossoms are fragrant, and winter goes and spring comes.
19, listening to falling snow in winter night, seeing Jiangnan in my dream.
20, the snow is silent and thick in spring, and a red plum reflects the snow.
2 1, the snow is very cold, and Dong Mei is alone in Ao Shuang.
22. Snow covered the caves in the distance and frost covered the forest.
23. The cold wind is rolling white grass, and the sky is full of condensed snow.
24. It's still early on a quiet snowy night, and the cold plum blossoms shine in pairs in Shui Ying.
25. Falling snowflakes, like catkins, dance lightly in the air.
26, frozen Wan Li brocade painting, snow flying Wan Li Jade Great Wall.
27, Wanmu alone in Ao Shuang, the cold wind, charming.
28, silver wrapped in beautiful mountains and rivers, Yushu Qiongzhi is a strange world.
29. In the cold winter, snowflakes are fluttering, and white clothes are particularly charming.
30. The wind blows snow and dances, and Han Mei smiles at the window.
In a word, the aesthetic conception of falling snow seems to put people in a pure and quiet world. Snowflakes flying all over the sky, like catkins, like dandelions, like poems in the sky, tell the story of winter. On a snowy night, the lights are dim, and the world outside the window is clean and white. Snowflakes dance in the light, just like countless elves playing in the world.