Yes, it does snow in the north. Just a few days after leaving the north for three months, all kinds of photos of snow scenes, flying snow, all kinds of snow scenes, all kinds of selfies in the snow, love in the snow, snowman on the ground … all snow-related scenes can be seen in the circle of friends. Stay indoors and you can feel the joy of them immersed in the snow.
In my world, it is raining in the south at the moment. The falling raindrops beat against the eaves, glass windows and old trees. In the distance, there are still layers of fog between mountains, just like a fairyland.
My friend said, why hasn't it snowed so heavily in the north for so many years? When I came to the south, it snowed heavily in the north.
I said there is no need to sigh, whether it snows or not is a mood. You see it snows there and it rains here, but in different forms, the essence is the same. People who understand the mystery will not feel different because of snow or rain.
Having said that, there will still be different feelings in it. After all, the north is my native hometown. I have lived in the north for more than 20 years, and it snows almost every year. When it snows every year, the excitement is beyond words. It is a heartfelt joy and a sincere praise for natural beauty.
I have been in the south for nearly three months, and it is almost always rainy. Winter has come in the north, and some cold air has gone south, bringing the smell of the north. Living in the south for a long time, looking at the flowers and trees on the mountain, I really can't feel the seasonal changes. After a while, if I go back to the north and go home, will the familiarity in my memory remain the same?
When I was enjoying snow in the north in those years, I also thought about the feeling of southerners enjoying snow in the north. Living in the south now will give birth to a feeling of envy, which is probably very different from that of southerners who have never seen snow before. After all, what you experienced personally will be different from what you imagined, even if it is only a little.
Lu Xun wrote Snow, in which he wrote: "In the boundless wilderness, under the chilly sky, it is the rising spirit of rain that shines ..." Lu Xun compared snow to "the spirit of rain" and gave it a symbol of soldiers. At this moment, I also want to give it a meaning.
The snow in memory, in addition to the vague memory of childhood, stubbornness in youth, ignorance in youth, and a spiritual sustenance now.
The snow in the north is out of reach, but the rain in the south is frequent. Gradually familiar with the rain in the south, but blurred the snow in the north. But I know that my heart has always been close to the whiteness, freshness and coolness of the snow in the north. Although thousands of miles away, there is always such a white and flawless figure lingering in my mind for a long time.
You enjoy the snow scene in the north and I spend the rainy season in the south. I envy you in the snow in the north. I have an unspeakable sadness.