Winter has its own charm. I like winter.
In winter, vegetation withers, flowers are in full bloom, the north wind howls, and the boundless cold, breadth and muddy yellow give people the feeling of being cool and bleak; However, severe winter and deep winter are more manly, a kind of unmanageable masculine beauty. You see, freezing clouds, ice and snow, freezing in the cold, are a good opportunity to grow up will and perseverance, and are the touchstone to distinguish warriors from cowards. In the early morning, athletes are running fast on the icy road in the biting cold, and they are as vigorous as tigers down the mountain; On the huge skating rink, you can run freely from left to right, as light as a flying swallow wearing willow ... all this shows the strength and fortitude of human beings who dare to conquer nature and trample on difficulties and hardships. If we give the season an image metaphor, I think spring is a beautifully dressed girl, summer is a strong and violent guy, autumn is a mature and quiet old man, and winter is a vicissitudes, wise and severe philosopher.
In winter, it shows mankind a unique and wonderful scenery that has never been seen in spring, summer and autumn: when you wake up in the morning, the first thing you see is the beautiful ice flowers on the glass. Oh, overnight, the wonderful hand of winter quietly dipped in the painter's painting and drew beautiful pictures on the glass window. Is it a primeval forest in troubled times? Is it the exotic flowers and plants of the Queen Mother Yaochi? ..... If I didn't pretend to be sentimental, it would be as amazing and memorable as the winding Great Wall of Wan Li and Huangguoshu Waterfall. The scenery in snowy days is even more interesting: the snowflakes flying all over the sky are surging, such as the erratic catkins in spring, such as the jade dragon fragments falling after the war, such as the "fog with flames"; All the mountains, all the rivers and all the roads are integrated into a world of pure silver and white. On the withered branches, clusters of fresh and dazzling jade-like jade suddenly bloomed. No wonder Cen Can, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, chanted "Like the spring breeze, when night comes, ten thousand pear blossoms blow away". Yes, throughout the ages, snow scenes have stirred the hearts of poets and writers, and poems are flourishing, singing beautiful and moving masterpieces!
The winter night is also sultry, so long and affectionate. I think of the winter night in my hometown when I was a child. Winter in my hometown is the slack season. In the evening, the villagers had nothing to do, so they sat around in groups and chatted. In the evening, I often sit with adults and join in the fun, listening to the old people talking about the Three Kingdoms on the warm kang. The speaker is vivid, the listener listens with relish, and the room is filled with a pungent smell of dry tobacco, which constitutes the unique atmosphere of peasant nights. This meaningful comfort continues into adulthood. Being in a foreign land, I like to invite one or two confidants to gather in the closet on winter nights, sit around the fire and talk to each other. The red flame in the furnace reflected a radiant face. Warmth dispels the cold of winter night, and thoughts collide and blend in unrestrained time and space, which is extremely smooth!
I like winter. In winter, we entered a colorful and passionate world.
You must cherish winter.
Today, after the bleak autumn wind, the autumn on earth is followed by the early winter.
Autumn in the north is very short. Before the autumn leaves were over and the autumn wind was still holding its ground, suddenly something very cold came, which came all the way with lightning speed, and everywhere it went, it was a depression. So, in the cold and bleak north of first frost, snow falls like feathers and comes to the world. The shadow red wall outside the window is dotted with thick snow, full of the charm of Chinese painting. Inadvertently, I had another close contact with winter. I looked at the snow, inexplicably, only felt a little touched, and my heart was burned by the snow this season.
Outdoor snowflakes are still flying all over the sky like flying elves, sometimes falling on the face, as light as flying and as cold as ice. When the first snow in winter falls, the dry breath seems to be instantly moist. The clean and white world spreads out in my field of vision, and a crystal snowflake is a meaningful poem. Snowflakes are falling all over the sky like white hexagonal elves. It's all so beautiful. Winter is really charming. I am looking for the release of my mind in this natural landscape. Although I also know that all this can be explained by a simple word "laws of nature", I still have infinite feelings for them. Winter is lucky, it belongs to those who know that they still have the courage to face it. Winter is beautiful and romantic. But winter is also very harsh. Winter is sad, and the winter of a year corresponds to the winter of life. On the long road of life, trough and flying are like the reincarnation of yin and yang in the four seasons, which exist objectively and cannot be rejected subjectively; Non-human forces can be controlled. However, it can benefit a lot to gain insight into its laws and guide it according to the situation. Winter is a symbol of life distress. Once you enter the winter of life, not being discouraged and not waiting for death is an essential quality for a brave person. Successful people are like this. They often need to spend a lonely winter day, but their hearts are still young, so they will overcome the harsh winter and embrace the warm sun.
The vitality of spring, the fierceness of summer and the harvest of autumn are all busy seasons. Only winter is quiet, suitable for hibernation, suitable for a year's travel. This season, in addition to drinking for nothing, peeling peanuts, cooking tea around the stove and boiling mutton, we must save our energy, lay the foundation and be ready to go. In spring, you will be invincible. When this can temporarily slow down people's hurried pace, the snow falls, the door closes, and the farmers are naturally idle. Because most of them are busy in autumn and tidy up neatly, now is the slack season. Then they should also sum up the experience and lessons of success or failure in the past year. Read more books, read good books, save energy and put it into next year's productive labor. Because knowledge is power; Science is the primary productive force. Without scientific and cultural knowledge, it is absolutely impossible. For intellectuals, calmness is more sober and less impulsive, which is conducive to thinking. As the saying goes, ice snow is clever. If it is hot in summer, it will be cold in winter. In addition to watching the snow shining and colorful in the sun, you can also enjoy the unique natural landscape in the north, with a vast territory, all kinds of first frost are free. We must also make great efforts, study hard and delve into profound knowledge in order to erase the past and overcorrect it. Thinking in this winter will make us feel the profundity of life alone. Thanks to winter, we have a life station. Thanks for winter, let us feel the loneliness of life! Thanks for winter, let's walk into the depths of life together! Only in this way can we be worthy of the upbringing and cultivation of the motherland and the people. Live up to the country's kindness and expectations.
As the saying goes: resist the storm and endure the severe winter. In such a beautiful and cool world, it is easier said than done. You can't do it unless you have the integrity of three friends. At the age of three friends, Song Qing stood in the rock corner, always standing in the valley with a forward-looking attitude, with the passage of the wind and the desolation of the years. Bamboo, although it has traveled for hundreds of generations, is only green, bearing a plain snow, saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new. Plum blossoms, blooming in the ice and snow, have no intention of being calm and have their own clean knots. In the passing time, they slowly turn into dust, regardless of the residual fragrance. These three faithful and unyielding friends, three gentlemen who are not afraid of the wind and frost, and three hermits who smile at each other all have the lofty spirit of being cold and immortal. They are all bred in the winter snow, but they will not move from one place to another, and they will exist forever. In harmony between heaven and earth, there is a little plum blossom, a little bamboo charm and a few loose bones. When I was young, Long song was prosperous and peaceful.
Boring winter is the easiest time for people to worry about themselves, and people will lose their morale. Once people lose their fighting spirit, it will be a very terrible thing. You can still do something in winter. In addition to silently enjoying the coolness of life, we should learn from the "three friends of the old cold" and learn from them. Cloak snow, cold war, thorns and thorns, spread the fire of hope. Then you will find that life is not always so bad, and hear happy songs. Take waking up every morning as a gift and listen to the hidden heart sounds; Induce profound thoughts in your mind; The deep meaning of the excitation surface. And have the courage to tell the world that I can. Walking through the frostbite illusion brought by winter snow, let the atrium play an emotional symphony. After the darkness, there will be dawn, after the difficulties, there will be glory, and after the gray life, there will be a bright spring day in winter. You know, you can't see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain; If you don't freeze, you can't smell plum blossoms. Look at life, ten thousand kinds of heroic, enjoy a bitter and rich winter scenery, live a unique warm-blooded amorous feelings.
winter
I am not surprised by the arrival of winter as scheduled, nor sigh that the wheel of time turns very fast, nor think about how I will spend this season's frost and snow after the coming cold wraps me tightly. I accepted this season calmly, just like working, reading, eating and sleeping every day.
In beginning of winter, everything in the world has begun to enter the winter stage, and the annoying flies, mosquitoes and moths that fly around in summer have long since disappeared; From time to time, fashionable women in knee-deep red boots drift by in the street; Most of the men are straight dark suits, and some are wearing double jackets, walking intently, as if thinking; The children are wearing school uniforms, and the neckline shows a brand-new high collar. It is carefully made by the mother, and it is a deep maternal love; The frail old man has put on winter cotton-padded jacket, because he is afraid of catching cold accidentally, and the days of illness are too difficult.
When I entered the winter, what I felt was not cold, but beautiful, hopeful and memorable winter. I feel the natural change of seasons, just like yesterday is the delay of today. I feel that my brain doesn't seem to wake up from the firecrackers in the New Year, my eyes are still wandering in the bright and soft light of spring, my body seems to have scorching summer heat, and I want to escape to the ice world. My shoes are still stained with autumn rain, but the whole person has entered the threshold of winter. Imagine the fairy tales in winter, the snowflakes flying all over the sky, a white world wrapped in white, and the kind wishes of Santa Claus made by a bunch of children with swollen hands. How beautiful and interesting! Therefore, I often feel that winter is a season worthy of nostalgia compared with other seasons, because it is a season that breeds seeds and brings people a bright future.
Looking back on the past, I often hide my face and think in winter, and I will also sigh that the dreamy years have passed, and I will often feel sad for the fleeting years. Years passed, and I have been reminiscing about the past for decades. I always feel as if it was just yesterday, strolling leisurely under the green trees in summer and May, wandering back and forth in the blooming days of spring flowers, and picking up beautiful stones on the Gobi desert by the river in childhood. Therefore, in winter, I can't help but think of the past and those unforgettable images of youth and innocence. Winter is the season to miss the past and imagine the future.
Speaking of winter, I can always think of many beautiful fairy tales about winter, and also show many beautiful scenery in winter. And these beautiful stories and beautiful scenery constantly inspire me to cherish and love a better life. I think people's memory and imagination of winter is based on their love for life, nature and our environment, and they are moving towards a higher pursuit of loving our bright future and our mother earth.
If spring is beautiful, fragrant and delicate because of the gorgeous flowers, then winter is cold, white and pregnant, which gives people thinking, struggle and vision for the future.
In the coldest winter, when I open the window and look at the endless snow outside, when my hands are forced by the cold to stick out, I always think, "If winter comes, can spring be far behind?" Then, a kind of expectation and longing will rise in my heart, and a heat flow will spread all over my body. I will feel that this winter is not too cold, and I will say to myself in my heart that spring is behind winter, no matter how cold the weather is, as long as there is hope in my heart.
Winter has come, and the past spring, summer and autumn have become solidified landscape paintings, which have become unforgettable eternal memories and treasures.
In winter, I often deeply reflect on what I have lost in the coming year. I will carefully design a beautiful blueprint for my future, because winter makes me understand that only after bravely fighting with the cold, if the plum blossoms in full bloom in the snow are as powerful and unyielding, my mind will no longer be confused, my dreams will no longer be ethereal, and the future will be firmly in my hands, and I will write a beautiful life poem.
Enter winter, enter cold, enter hope, cold is not terrible, snowstorm is not terrible. As long as we have beautiful ideals in our hearts, as long as we dare to struggle, everyone will go to the other side of success.
Different winters
The cold wind is slowly blowing and the leaves are falling. Winter comes quietly year after year. Winter gives people a heartless intuition, which is very cold. However, it needs to be wrapped in thick clothes, much like a zongzi. This year's winter is a bit unusual, because this year is a winter in a different place.
Winter here is really ordinary. Although the cold wind blows on the doors and windows, it is also scorching at noon, but it is unexpectedly cold at night. The wind here is very strong, it blows the surrounding trees mercilessly, it blows the silence of the air without stint, it dives into our clothes and even cries pain in our bones. What a cold wind! The scorching sun here is really fierce. At noon, people are always blinded by radiation and their hair is a little burnt, even though it is the scorching sun in winter. The winter nights here are even more chilling. Maybe it's because it's remote At night, it is as silent as death, leaving only a little light to let the cold wind breathe. People are afraid to go out. The winter scenery here is not bad. In winter, flowers are also exposed. The vibrant bauhinia blooms hard, opening the veins of the whole body and enriching its own color, but it can't compete with the cold wind in winter. Finally, in the spirit of "turning into spring mud to protect flowers more", one by one fell to the roots, and the ground was purple. The school road is paved with petals that once had a strong life and now have a strong spirit. It is full of flowers, a fairy-tale dream. Pass by gently, pass by a little taste, a little interest, a little ...
Winter here makes people calm, and when they calm down, they feel cold. Maybe it's too cold and quiet, which reminds me of the winter scene in my hometown. Although it is still the ruthless cold, the lost leaves, it has a vivid scene, it is not so quiet, it is not so cold, it is not so ruthless. Because in this winter, people broke the stiff and cold winter with their enthusiasm. The children's frolicking sound, the hilarious sound of gathering together, the warm voice of every household ... resist the cold in winter. I prefer to spend that winter. There are hot meals, a warm greenhouse and a lively atmosphere. Like a reply.
In winter, it is so vivid and calm in our south. It's a pity that I can't experience the winter in the north. As far as I know, winter in the north is really winter. It is all snow-white land, bare trees, few villages, almost no green, and it is silvery white all winter. This is really called silence!
I really want to feel the breath of winter and experience a different winter!
winter
Half a yellow leaf falls, and I hear the sound of life withering. Yes, the geese flew south again, leaving only dead branches on the branches, and the spring water gradually dried up, and the chill came quietly. All this tells me that winter is coming.
In my opinion, winter is the most unromantic season, especially the winter in the north, which is covered with silver and ice and snow; Wan Li desert, silent. Winter is always just a depressed color. The weather is very cold, but there is not a trace of moisture. The cold immersed in the bone marrow seems to have taken away all the warmth of the body, leaving only a cold mass that is as loose as dry floc and stuffed between the chest and lungs. In this season, people's thinking will be frozen, and even emotions and romance will be forgotten in an instant. Under such circumstances, it is difficult to raise a trace of goodwill, even if there is an occasional wish, it will soon be thrown into the corner of memory.
Standing outdoors, take a breath gently. A mass of white fog is wrapped in warm air, stretching out in mid-air, dense, and melting into dry and cold air for a long time. The little hope that was just ignited was shattered, quietly and quietly disappeared, as if it had never happened, and it was already a special kind of wetness in the trance. Xiao Shu grew into a big tree and became an old tree in winter. The branches of the old tree are staggered, and only a few scattered leaves are dotted with traces of life. The bark is slightly brown, as if it had been baked on a fire for a long time, and it has lost its spirit and is half curled, as if it would fall to the ground at any time.
In summer, only withered roots and leaves are left in the lotus pond in the mosaic field. It has long lost the charm of beads. The cold wind shook gently, withered and withered leaves, as if quietly telling the beauty of the past, and as if quietly crying for the decline of the present. If there is another cold rain, more flowers will fall, which will help Li Yishan keep listening to the rain.
The mountains in the north are tall and majestic, but in winter they have lost their former runlang, leaving a slightly gray figure standing quietly between heaven and earth. Silently guard a silence. If there is a heavy snow in the north and the mountains are covered with white, it will be a magnificent picture and there will be new hope among the mountains.
Standing by the river, I found that there was only a narrow gray chain left in the moat in the past, and the river bank where the waves beat thousands of stones in the past is now at a standstill. The river seems to have frozen, and even the flow rate of the east injection seems to have stopped, and everything is silent.
Yes, winter can only be described as dead silence, with no sense of life. There is only one deposit slip between heaven and earth. This depressing atmosphere is full of everything, sucking away their vitality bit by bit.
Being here, I can only send my feelings to the window, send my heart to the distance, and hope to have a trace of new green and send the hope of spring.
The charm of winter
The three months from winter to spring are winter. In the eyes of the world, this is a season of losing color. The biggest feature of winter is cold.
Although they are all people in the world of mortals, people with different experiences have different understandings of the charm of winter. In literati's works, winter is bleak, water is thin and mountains are cold; In the eyes of philosophers, winter is not far from spring; In the eyes of farmers, winter is the best time to renovate mountains and rivers; In children's world, winter is the only season for skating and skiing; In the eyes of mediocre people, winter is a time of losing color made up of yellow and dim; In the dull eyes of lazy cowards, winter is another difficult course of suffering. In my opinion, winter is a necessary stage all the year round, and it is a colorful world with ice and snow, wind and frost and cold flowers. The charm of winter is endless.
There is frost in winter. There is often frost in winter. As long as it doesn't rain or snow in the winter morning and the temperature is below 0℃, you can see the masterpiece of last night: thin white ice crystals are scattered everywhere on the roof, in the fields and in the grass. Sometimes it's thick, sometimes it's thin, sometimes it's like big dew. First frost's hometown is not a gray sky, and it is not her proper move to be high above it. Its hometown is the earth on which human beings depend. The predecessor of frost is not the clouds in the air, nor the confusing fog in Shan Ye, but the water vapor contained in the air close to the ground. Therefore, frost has no aristocratic background. Frost is older than winter. Before the start of winter, it has appeared on the earth; After the spring, it will still be tenacious for some time. First frost is like a long rope, tying winter tightly to two knots in late autumn and early spring, making winter a wonderful scenery. Nevertheless, Frost never boasted about the length of his life, but focused on an indomitable spirit. In the silent night, it quietly appeared on the earth; In the early morning of Jisheng Maodian, it kissed the earth silently again. It came quietly, bringing a silvery white to the earth; It left silently, leaving a vivid impression on the earth. If it is sunny, every day. There is no need to be crowded when you come, and there is no need to be grand and enthusiastic when you go. It's full of stories that can't be more ordinary. Every time I come and go, it's short-lived. I don't want to get anything when I come, and I don't want to take anything away when I leave. Every time it appears, it is a severe test of leaves and grass. Those who survive are evergreen than trees; The withered ones will be buried in the soil and become the regenerated grass buds in the coming year. If there is no frost in winter, I really don't know how leaves and grass realize metabolism.
It snows in winter Snow is the best performance in winter. Its hometown is cloudy sky. Snow is a hexagonal white crystal formed by condensation of water vapor in the air layer when the temperature drops to 0℃. Whenever lead clouds flood the city and the north wind howls, snowflakes begin to multiply and bloom in the air. Snowflakes don't want to fly alone in the sky, but want to fall to the ground by thousands. It is touching that it falls higher and higher, and the starting point of its life is the commanding height of life. Snowflakes fall without looking at the direction or choosing the terrain. Highlight the height of the mountain when entering the mountain and reach the width of the water when entering the water. As the first snowflake fell, thousands of snowflakes scrambled to fall from the sky until a huge coverage was formed. It is precisely because snowflakes have the vitality of blooming flowers and the spirit of advancing wave after wave that they can achieve the greatest change of the whole with the smallest change of individuals, highlight other things and enrich themselves. It covers mountains, land, forests and grasslands, and of course it also covers filth and desolation. Is there anything else in the world that can have such great power? Snowflake takes the beauty of the earth as beauty, delights in the joy of the world, shows the best state of life in the lower part of the earth, and does extraordinary things with a detached and ordinary heart. Throughout the ages, farmers are happiest when snowflakes are at their peak. Good winter brings good summer. What it contains is actually an ardent hope of farmers.
It is foggy in winter. Fog is a special scenery in winter. It is a tiny suspended water droplet condensed by water vapor in the air near the ground when the temperature drops. It is foggy almost every day in winter in this mountain city. When I get up in the morning, I can't see the stars, the moon, the scattered mountains in the distance and the houses in the distance. Looking around, there is a thick milky white fog everywhere. If you ride a bike or walk for a long time, you will see these tiny water droplets on your clothes, hair and eyebrows. Fog often appears quietly in the dead of night. It first gently combs the grass that fights against the stars and the moon, then gently caresses the jungle, a tree, a cluster and a piece where birds stay, and then deeply embraces the mountains, villages and sleeping cities, making people feel a kind of warmth. Fog fills the gap in nature. It does not conflict with all kinds of living and inanimate entities, and has amazing endurance and yield. Fog never cares about its position. It can swim smartly in the river valley and spread freely in the mountains. Not only meet difficulties, but also keep pace with the times. Its living condition can be said to be extraordinary. Fog is gentle, but it is also strong. A tiny suspended water drop can't stand any blow, but thousands of tiny water drops can exert its power to the extreme. It can block the sun, so that you can't see it for a long time or a day. Therefore, fog shows people not the strength of individuals, but the resultant force of groups, which is the condensation of thousands of tiny water droplets. The revelation of fog is profound.
There is water in winter. Water in winter is the soul of water. Although it is not as loud as the water in spring, so surging in summer and so elegant in autumn, it has its own unique style-tenacity and tenacity. It is the last spirit of water, which exists all year round. Even if there is only a glimmer of water in winter, we must break through all obstacles and flow forward unswervingly. Whether it flows into the sea or falls into the sand all the way, it will go forward without scruple. The water in winter is not satisfied with the existing abundance. On the way forward, no matter how many streams it accepts and how many lakes it meets, it will not look back at the existing confluence, but will look for new development opportunities. Water in winter performs its duties as usual behind leisure. It generates electricity and sends light to urban and rural areas; It nourishes the land, relaxes the hibernating grass, makes the standing trees full of vitality, and makes the cold-resistant flowers and trees bloom. The water in winter doesn't feel lonely, it has its own song and language. Whether it is a river ditch or a lake, there are still layers of ripples where the breeze rises, which are purer than the water in spring and summer. There is no fear of running out of water in winter, and there is active waiting. It is the root of spring water, the source of summer water and the neighbor of autumn water. It is welcoming the arrival of the spring rain. As long as the first spring thunder rings, you will definitely see the shadow of spring water in the distance. The water in winter is neither cold nor hot. It is warm when it emerges from the embrace of mountains. After a long journey, the cold wind of the world cooled its surface, but its heart was still hot. Have you noticed that there are layers of hot air floating on the flowing river in the frosty morning?
Winter has a unique charm. Every time I read Winter, I feel excited. From the frost in winter, I read perseverance; From the snow in winter, I read wave after wave; From the fog of winter, I read the power of cohesion; From the water in winter, I read tenacity ... winter is an endless book, and its charm is even more indescribable.
Imagine winter
In winter, knowing words is the end of the year. Winter is the end of the season; Winter is the season when everything converges and is no longer arrogant; Winter is the season of life and waiting for hair growth; Winter is the season to destroy old life and promote new life!
The wind is cold, the snow is falling, it is freezing, and everything is bleak and cold. Winter in the north is very winter-like: thousands of miles are frozen, Wan Li is snowing, after the war, there are three million jade dragons, ruins are flying all over the sky, and vast tracts of Kun powder are moist. Winter in the south has a unique flavor: frost and snow climb up the mountain, rain falls to the ground, cold wind pours into the collar, the heavy earth is overgrown with weeds, smoky and leaves are boundless!
Majestic killing, in winter, all pests and diseases that harm human beings are brutally eliminated. The cold wind blows the caterpillars among the leaves; The cold drove away mosquitoes and flies on the earth; Frost kills butterflies in the bushes; Snow and ice have eliminated the stubbornness of the ground boring worm. In winter, all natural pests are ruthlessly killed by the forces of destruction, storm agitation and lightning.
Without the majesty of winter, there would be no flowery spring; There is no tree-lined summer; There will be no rich autumn harvest. Without the majesty of winter, there would be no evergreen reputation of pine and cypress; No wintersweet blooms alone in the cold; No bamboo will not hurt its charm in the cold wind. Without the majesty of winter, there would be no smell of wine and meat from Du Fu and Zhu Men, and there would be no bitter sigh on the road. The ice outside the south gate of Lotte City is rolling without pity; There is no such thing as Guan Hanqing hating Tian Doue in June!
We long for winter; Because winter comes, can spring be far behind? We look forward to winter, because winter symbolizes justice and vows to eliminate all evil! We yearn for winter, because winter symbolizes purity and can always clean up all filth! We yearn for winter, because winter symbolizes tempering and always inspires us to forge ahead bravely! We yearn for winter, because winter symbolizes ruthlessness, and we should be ruthless when dealing with the enemy! We yearn for winter, because winter symbolizes a new life, which will completely destroy, burn and nirvana the lazy, depressed and melancholy gray self, and then nirvana like a phoenix in the burning fire of fragrant wood, and be reborn in the fire!
We call for winter and let it kill all monsters in the world with wind and frost swords! We call for winter, so that winter can wipe out all ghosts in the world with ice and cold! We call for winter and let it kill all the monsters in the world mercilessly.
We affectionately call for winter, so that winter can reshape a pure world for us; We affectionately call for winter, so that winter can create a beautiful world for us; We cordially call for winter, and let winter call for a spring full of flowers and butterflies!
Spring life, summer life, autumn harvest, winter storage. Winter is the season of essence. Although there is no fragrance of spring flowers in winter; No summer; Not as rich as autumn. But winter breeds the life of spring; But it is magnificent in the growth of summer; But full of autumn richness. Flowers in spring and fruits in autumn are like bees collecting pollen diligently. Only after cellar storage and brewing can they emit mellow fragrance. Only after the storage of severe winter and the gestation of severe winter can life give birth to majestic power!
As people who have participated in life for a long time, they have experienced the warmth of spring, the warmth of summer and the carefree autumn. There should also be sublimation, wisdom, strength and grandeur of winter! We have tasted the ups and downs of the world, experienced the worries and pains of life, and experienced the joys and sorrows of the world; We should also sing deeply about our life, enjoy our ideals, boldly express our feelings and show our hearts! We feel the charm of spring flowers, indulge in the enthusiasm of summer, are keen on the sweetness of autumn fruits, admire Xue Mei's arrogance and admire the fragrance of winter plums; We should also be as fragrant as flowers, as fierce and bright as the sun, as white as autumn frost, and as proud as winter plum!
Winter is a sentimental season; Winter is a season of daydreaming; Winter is a season full of emotions; Winter is an exciting season. Let's feel everything with infinite affection in this beautiful season, arouse our feelings and imagine tomorrow!