It's snowing.
I can only see
Flying in silver and white
The way home
Cold snowflakes
The missing Yi is still on the bridge.
If there is no snow
I also want to be in a happy poem
Stretch your heart.
A piece of white
I just know/I just realized/I just found out.
In the footprints of spring
Autumn harvest pillow towel
On the road of wandering
Have the softest melody
To people far away.
You are in my truest world.
Cold season
Never forget.
White silk fluttering.
Silk on the horizon
Take me to my heart.
Maybe in a dream.
It's snowing.
Condensed into cold white crystals
I didn't see you.
My thoughts are flying
Plant the love fruit of thousands of lovesickness
be unable to fall asleep in the night
I will be in the spring
Be your flying butterfly.
Snowy days are holidays.
I have been paying attention to the weather these days.
The gloomy mood is very heavy.
Longing for a snow.
Thousands of miles away
Multiple fires.
Warm and tired mood
There is a feeling that it is accurate.
Let time freeze in this dusk.
I've seen it.
everywhere
Those lost words
Whether it's red, fat or green
Or red and green manure?
Don't care about owning anymore
Still longing for this snow
Let the feather of the heart
gently
Gently fall by your side
Thicker and thicker snowfields
Let it shine
Burn sb.' s life
I still see
A painful name
Leave as scheduled
Whether symbolic or metaphorical.
snowy day
This is all one
Unforgettable festival