In the early morning, when I opened my eyes, I saw the white snow on the roof outside the window. It snowed for no reason last night. I have been looking forward to this snow for a long time.
Standing on the balcony and watching, a thick layer has accumulated on the ground in the courtyard. The branches of the persimmon tree standing at the base of the west wall are also covered with a layer of pure white crystal.
Snow is the soul of winter in the north. Winter without snow is like a sluggish old man, unable to see the vigorous vitality and vigorous life. And the arrival of an expected snow will cheer me up. The overwhelming snowflakes, that kind of momentum, that kind of holy cold white, penetrate into my heart, which will give me endless excitement and dispel all the gloom and unhappiness in my heart. The magnificent scenery of the water that day can instantly arouse great pride in the heart.
Snow is the most beautiful scenery in winter in the north. Standing in front of the window of a high-rise building, looking at the Qionghua within reach outside the window, the elves flying in the sky condense the sky and the earth into an airtight world. Pure white overall. Pushing open the window, reaching out, taking a piece of cold water into my hands, watching the hexagonal flying flowers gently kissing my palm and my skin, watching them slowly melt, seep into my body, into my blood, and connect with me The body melts into one. A touch of tenderness and excitement surged out of my heart for no reason! Opening my arms and embracing countless tender feelings, the sky at this moment, the earth at this moment, and the air at this moment all fell into my heart. In an instant, my heart turned into softness that wrapped around my fingers.
Looking far into the distance, the empty fields are pure white, and the falling snowflakes cover the exposed land and fill in the ditches and ridges. This makes people happy, gives birth to infinite pride and tenderness, makes people's hearts beat with rhythm, and eliminates all ugliness and all injustices in the world. There is a smooth road ahead without any fetters. Just take it one step at a time, no matter what, and walk in a down-to-earth manner. There is no need to hesitate or stop!
On such a snowy winter day, I will always think of the great man’s masterpiece that is full of heroic spirit and passed down from generation to generation. The poems are flying in my mind, and the blood in my heart will be flowing rapidly, and the gurgling sound will be flying together with the falling tranquility!
There is always a heroic knot in my heart, and a heroic feeling hidden in my heart. Whenever the wind is blowing and the snow is falling, I will think of the scene in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms when Liu Guan and Zhang Fengxue visited Zhuge. That melancholy feeling of longing for wise men but not finding them will always affect my mood when the weather is freezing cold and the snow is falling. As soon as I think about it, I go through spring, summer, autumn and winter!
Mr. Lu Xun said in his article: "The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is extremely moist and beautiful. In the snowy fields, there are blood-red camellias with orbs, single-petal plum blossoms faintly green in the blood, and dark yellow wax bells." Plum blossoms, and there are cold green weeds under the snow.” I have never set foot on the land of the south, so I don’t know what it’s like when it snows in the south. But the snow in the south is definitely not as majestic and spectacular as the snowy day in the north: "Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, looking inside and outside the Great Wall, only the vastness remains, and the rivers up and down suddenly lose their roar". The plum blossoms blooming on the ice of a hundred feet on the cliff bloom in the wind, and the cold-blooded plum blossoms fully demonstrate the grandeur and noble quality of northern plum blossoms. It is definitely not as delicate and reserved as southern plum blossoms. That "in the wilderness on the horizon, under the cold sky, what is shining and rotating is the spirit of rain." That must be the spirit of rain in the north.
I like the snow in the north, and I like this silvery world filled with branches and jade leaves everywhere. I like the spectacular beauty of "the north wind roaring up from the sky and blowing pieces down Xuanyuan Terrace". I like to walk slowly alone in the snowy land, letting the light and dancing snowflakes fall on my chest and fall on my heart.
An unexpected snow, a snow falling in my heart, washes away the irritability in my heart and covers the hustle and bustle of the world. Listening to the crunching sound of the snow under your feet, it's like a string of flying and beautiful notes jumping in your heart.
The wheat seedlings are sleeping peacefully under the ice and snow. They are accumulating strength and waiting for an opportunity. When the spring breeze blows on the treetops and spreads over the fields, it stretches its waist and puts forward the energy it has accumulated throughout the winter. The power reaches to the sky, towards the direction of the sun!
Walking in the snow in search of plum blossoms, looking for a wintersweet that blooms independently and proudly, placing it deep in the heart, walking together in these colorful years, and enjoying the joy of these years together.
Invite your lover to walk together in this holy world and enjoy the snow together. Let the falling snowflakes cover your shoulders and grow old together!
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Author’s introduction: Gao Yunjian, whose online name is Longxingtianxia. He is a native of Pingshan County, Shijiazhuang City, Hebei Province, a correspondent of Aipingshan.com, and a member of Shijiazhuang Poetry Association. He has published many essays and poems on online platforms such as Aipingshan.com, Pingshan Internet Writers, Pingshan Literary Review, Xishan Southern Literature, Lanjuan Yayuan, Lily Journal, and Yanzhao Evening News.