In March in the south of the Yangtze River, a prose poem about snowflakes is characterized by long grass, warblers flying, birds singing and flowers smelling, and butterflies dancing. It is the bright morning light, the grass is whispering and the flowers are singing; It is the season when cherry blossoms are everywhere, willows are white and pear blossoms are everywhere, and spring is fresh and elegant.
However, March in the north is another scene. There are slender birch trees on the mountain, and the sky is long in You Lan, so the cold wind is no longer blowing head-on. The snow left by the long winter night melts slowly in the spring breeze and becomes a murmuring stream in the mountains.
Today, an unexpected snowfall, fluttering and dripping, gave people unexpected surprises and gave the world dazzling whiteness.
Snowflakes flying all over the sky in March no longer indicate cold. Snowflakes fall on the face, gently soft, with a refreshing feeling; Snowflakes fall on trees and gently stick to branches, forming ice, snow and tree hanging, which gives people great visual impact; Snowflakes fall on the ground, loose and soft, like a thick carpet, giving us a world wrapped in silver.
In this flying snowflake, spring has quietly entered people's hearts. People who take part in morning exercises, they dance in the snow and rotate in the falling snowflakes with the prelude of spring; Old people who are still awake, or flying kites like children, or playing in the snow with their grandchildren; Children wear colorful clothes, chase in the snow and spin on the Ferris wheel, just to live up to their expectations for spring.
How precious the flying snow in March is. As the saying goes, snow will bring good harvest! Also said that spring rain is as expensive as oil! This fully shows that a rain or a snow in spring is so timely and precious! With this timely rain (snow), farmers can sow on time, and good soil moisture ensures the robustness of seedlings and brings farmers hope for a bumper harvest!
I once heard a ballad saying, "The snow in the sky is not snow, but it becomes snow when it falls to the ground. You said it was harder to get snow when it rained. It might as well just snow once! " The truth that rain turns into snow tells the magic of nature and the impermanence of rain and snow. The sight of those three melting by the snow, that is, the snow is melting, is really gratifying. I feel the warmth of the spring breeze, the beauty of spring, and the elegant footsteps of the spring girl.
The snow in March comes and goes quickly! Just now, it was still a vast expanse of gray, and the world was covered with snow. In a blink of an eye, this is a world of melting ice and snow. Melting snow water gathers into a gurgling stream, which injects vitality and vitality into the river. It is said that this kind of snowmelt water is the most fragrant for making tea. It's a pity that we are far away from Suzhou and Hangzhou and don't know how to taste this newly listed Longjing!
Walking on this snowy street in March, there is a feeling of flying in the snow. Chun Xue, especially the rapidly melting snow, is slippery to walk on. Drivers and friends, please drive slowly. Old people and children should be extra careful. On June 7, 65438 this year, after a heavy snow, I went out by bike and was almost disabled. On February 20th, I slipped on foot again and lost my mobile phone. I hope my friends can learn a lesson and travel safely in snowy days.
After three days in In the snow, it will be a refreshing spring. Look, the young trees on the roadside are slowly turning green, and the spores on the branches are also growing. Maybe one day, the young leaves will be pulled out. The soil under your feet is thawing, and it is wet and soft to step on. Grass, not afraid of the cold, greedily absorbs water and stretches its waist, only hoping to break through the bondage of the earth and enjoy the warm spring in harmony; The most sleepy butterfly is waiting to emerge from its cocoon, competing with flowers and dancing with bees in the Shan Ye.
I love you, the unique scenery of this northern country; I love you, it snows all over the sky in March. Your dance is so light, your soul is so pure, you are the sister of Chunyu, you are the messenger sent by Spring, you dress up the silver world with a body as white as jade, you melt your life into the earth, nourish green wheat seedlings and welcome the blooming season.
I asked her what season she liked, and she simply told me that she liked winter and it would snow in winter.
I was still here when I asked her. It won't snow in the city where we stay. Yes, it has never snowed. In this way, we began to discuss.
We huddled together and began to talk about our respective hometowns. I said that it will snow in my hometown, and it will be overwhelming. Yes, these are some memories from my childhood. I remember that in winter, snowflakes fell one after another, big ones fell, and in a short time, the whole world turned white. One piece, I think it's a world of marshmallows, or a warm cotton spread on a big, strong bed. I remember waking up sometimes because I was afraid of the cold and didn't want to get up. My mother told me that it snowed all night last night and there was snow everywhere outside. As soon as I heard this, I quickly got dressed, had breakfast and went on an adventure. Actually, I just like walking around in the snow. After the thick snow passes, it will leave deep footprints, which is very fun. Deep and shallow, sometimes, you don't know whether it is deep or shallow, and you may be surprised when you step on it. That feeling is a bit fun and exciting. When the snow is heavy, we will inevitably have a snowball fight and make a snowman in the snow. These are all interesting things when I was a child, which will make us feel warm several times. We talked about ourselves and the snow, but we were not very happy. The more we talk about it, the more excited we get. Later, we agreed that we must go to see a snowflake together, whether we have seen it or not. Our own happiness can never be understood by outsiders.
Whenever she talks about fireworks, she is always in a particularly quiet mood, with her mouth slightly raised and her eyes full of expectation. Well, I deeply wrote down that she loves snowflakes.
I remember one year, because I had something at home, I went back to my hometown for the New Year. I came back early before the final exam. I will always remember the day when they sent me away. It was really touching. They also told me one thing. They said, isn't it going to snow in your hometown? Be sure to come back and remember to bring some snow from your hometown. I know, in her heart, this is what she wants most. I smiled and promised, ok. Back home, I suddenly miss the days when I was with them. I just want to fly past them and spend everything with them. Christmas Eve that year, Christmas that year, and my birthday that year, although they are not with me, they can bring me full of emotions. Strange to say, it didn't snow that year, but it did snow a little. However, when I want to shoot it, the snowflake can't be displayed on the camera at all, probably because it is too small. I'm depressed and I don't know who to ask. Why doesn't it snow? Why doesn't it snow heavily? I have been silently asking and waiting, but I still haven't waited for the snow. I returned to that city with full regret and excitement, and I will meet them soon.
She still loves snowflakes so much, and her obsession with snowflakes is like a beautiful heart.
I can't do anything for her, nor can I say I'm sorry. After all, I did not do what I said. Actually, that's it. Some things have been deeply apologized in my heart, but I just can't say it, so I will stay in my heart and leave it to myself to condemn slowly. Because people who know won't blame you. What we said makes no sense. The results are still there. If you don't realize what you said, that person is still disappointed. So, I didn't apologize too much, because I knew she would say it's okay. It doesn't really matter. I still know it in my heart, but some things are not so obvious.
I remember her love for snowflakes.
She and I left in high school. Not in school, not in the city.
I just remember her favorite. Winter is coming, I can't wait to pay attention to the weather, and I can't wait for a snow. When I was a freshman, one day, it finally snowed a little. After reading in the morning, I went to the canteen and found a thin layer of snowflakes on the playground. After breakfast, I came down from the dormitory and couldn't wait to play in the playground. After walking around, I realized that there were many people writing and drawing in the snow. I am very happy to run on the playground. With my friends, I also wrote some on it. There are no special words, just her and their names. After writing, I left with satisfaction. I know that she likes snow very much, and I gradually like this holy goddess. I know that when it snows all over the sky, it's also the time when I do what she wants.
If snowflakes don't come, it will be difficult to reach an agreement.
I don't know why it always snows, but I know that when it snows, I can fulfill my little agreement. However, it has become difficult now. The same is true this year, and the weather is not very cold this year. In winter, even the rain seldom comes. I know it won't snow again this year. I don't know what to say. I should say it myself. I just imagined the snowflakes all over the sky, which was my most surprising time, and also her most surprising and happy time, and also realized a small agreement of mine. However, I can't wait. It is not good to always have some regrets. I hope that one day, I will watch the natural snowflakes fall and freeze in a beautiful space as a surprise for her. However, will she have the excitement at first?
I want to watch a beautiful snow scene with you in my life.