First, "Missing in Snowflakes"
A handful of purity overflows my heart.
Melt my thoughts of you.
That beautiful dream
Like a vortex of snowflakes
blow
Floating white and soft.
Just like the lingering you once brought.
Looking back at the vast time
The past is like a dream
Interwoven with past love.
Folded years
But I can't hide your face.
If tears can melt ice and snow
Snowflakes flying all over the sky
It's all my thoughts about you.
A season of white thoughts
A heartfelt wish
Staring at the cycle of years
That mountain is far away.
Second, hibernation.
It's cold, I feel cold,
But why is it always strong to say that it is not cold?
I tell myself this every winter,
Or every time it's cold.
I don't like winter or cold,
Not because this season brings sadness,
It's just that I like to stay in bed in winter. It's warm.
I don't like moving in winter.
If,
If only I could hibernate in a warm bed in winter.
Please don't call me in winter because I want to hibernate.
Please don't bother me in winter because I want to hibernate.
Please don't walk too fast in winter, because I am hibernating.
Please wake me up when you leave in winter.
I want to see your last performance.
Third, "Winter Night"
Snowflakes are falling gently outside the window.
The bell of vespers rang for a long time.
The house is ready.
The table is full of rich banquets.
Only a few vagrants.
From the dark road to the gate
The tree of grace shines with golden light.
Suck the cold dew of the earth
The wanderer came in quietly.
Pain turned the threshold into stone.
In the clear and dazzling light
There is bread and wine on the table.
Fourth, "the winter wind blows"
A leaf floated before my eyes.
The green in the past has disappeared.
Fall on the yellow grass
Keep silent from now on.
There was a moan like a pine tree.
Telling the feeling of winter arrival
One by one.
wave
Layer by layer
Drift away
Send the information of winter to the earth.
one person
Stepping on the path of layers of dead leaves
Walk quietly and gently.
Enjoy the peace of early winter.
In the ear
Without the hustle and bustle of that city.
in the heart
No earthly troubles
Only the tranquility and beauty in oil painting.
Standing in the wind
Let the wind blow through my ears
Blowing through the gaps between every cell in the body.
I am the only person like an elf in this world.
In the embrace of this winter wind.
Five, "Winter Rain"
The first rain in winter
Gently, gently.
As thin as silk.
Ba Jiangnan shuixiang
It was a stroke.
A watercolor painting.
A wet poem
Seasonal. bridgehead
Autumn is out of sight.
A distant figure
Winter rain is like smoke and dreams.
But it still has the beautiful charm of autumn.
Weave a piece carefully and closely.
Gorgeous transparent coat
Cold winter
It is also full of romantic poetry.
Misty rain and fog
It's a blur.
The rhythm of singing.
Sneak into a dream
Clean green space
although
This season is gradually becoming desolate.
Depression and decadence
Come with the north wind
however
But I learned from this cool winter rain.
Read it.
A new preface in winter
Sixth, "winter thinking"
Just going out for a while,
I feel the cold wind whistling,
It turned out to be winter.
Rushed to the autumn class,
With its gift for nature,
Come into this world.
if winter comes ,
The sun is cold, too.
The earth turned into a cold steel plate.
The cold wind stripped the trees of their coats,
Standing there naked,
Endure the cold of winter;
Autumn hay
Shrinking his body,
Keep your head in the ground.
Cold winter
Releasing a magical power,
Painting on the glass window,
Draw a beautiful picture;
Silver-gray clouds
Rolling in the sky,
It seems that a heavy snow is brewing. ...
Dongguniang
Dressed in white,
Stretch out your slender arms,
Touch the earth gently!
So,
Vilen,
Presenting a silvery white world,
Mountain peaks and villages
Birds and me,
Has become a part of nature,
Into the beauty of white,
With you, with me
I can't tell you from me!
Ah, this white and elegant season!