First, "Four Seasons Hymn":
1, spring, new shoots and continuous spring rain, as well as warm spring breeze, bring people the joy of spring. In summer, flowers, bright sunshine and brisk cicadas bring joy and charm to people.
2, autumn, with fruits and heavy ears of wheat, as well as falling maple leaves, bring people the joy of autumn. The snow in winter, the white world and the crackling firecrackers bring people the beauty of winter. Four seasons, I praise you!
Second, "winter":
1, the night came a little early, the rain had stopped and there were many people on the bus, but I couldn't hear anything. The world was quiet, and I began to be a little scared, followed by fear and irritability. My heartbeat and breathing are amplified. Just like those voices that should and shouldn't be, things that are close to me are getting farther and farther away, but things that are far away from me are getting closer and closer.
I want to run away for a long time, but my feet haven't moved. Damn automatic doors, damn windshields, and everything that should die. I shivered, a cold wind came at me, and the world woke up again. Only this heartless winter deserves to die. It brings the fragrance of fruit, and the winter wind blows across the earth, covering it with white clothes.