Cut to the chase: I love my hometown, and I love the snow in my hometown more! Snow in my hometown ...
Quote: One of Cen Can's favorite poems-like the strong wind in spring, comes at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. ……
Metaphor of light: (the house turns white, the tree turns white, and the earth turns white. There is a thick layer of snow on the house, and the roof is flat, sharp and round. The tree is dressed in white and stands on both sides of the road, like soldiers. From a distance, there is a white carpet on the ground, and people wearing all kinds of clothes walk on it, just like embroidered beautiful flowers on the carpet.
The question begins: How big is the snow? That is, torn cotton balls fall from the sky. The whole world has become crystal clear, composed of powder and jade, which is fascinating. ...
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