The snow is still falling, and the air is getting colder and colder, but I am more determined to walk in the snow. In the distance, the thick snow on the roof is white and dazzling, and the feet crunch like beautiful dance music. Pieces of flying catkins fall on my face, just like the spring breeze kissing my face. Even if naughty snowflakes get into my cuffs and neck, they are like drinking showers. In our countless expectations and hopes, the snow came late, and the previous time can only be called sleet, which is fleeting, reminding people of a folk proverb: the snow dog in spring can't even catch up. I always think of the sweet past of having a snowball fight and making a snowman when I was a child, but in recent years, because of environmental reasons and the hidden worry of climate warming, it is always difficult to do so. I never saw such heavy snow when I was a child, and I never enjoyed playing with it when I was a child.
In this way, the first snow that is coming in the new year will fall all over the place. What you can see in the white field of vision, the colorful world becomes vivid and simple, a white silver world, a refreshing single tone. My heart is as light as snow, just like stepping on snow in Xun Mei. The scenery on the roadside became poetic, and I danced lightly in the snow like a knight. Snow is overwhelming, silent, with silent charm, silent beauty and silent falling. It is afraid of disturbing the peace of the world and awakening people's dreams. Snowflakes fly in our faces and palms with the most beautiful posture, and hit your heart with the most brilliant surprise at the moment when the window is opened, which makes you intoxicated and happy.