Modern Poetry: It's snowing.

Modern poetry: it's snowing 1, all white.

Like a white cloud girl landing on the earth.

Winter is coming.

Xuehuafei

Fly to the corner of the whole world

The earth is covered with silver.

Pine and cypress put on thick cotton-padded clothes.

The smell of winter is getting stronger and stronger.

Snowflakes are all kinds.

you are very beautiful

Beauty is like a butterfly.

Beauty is like fallen leaves floating in the air.

Beauty is like a dove flying in the air. ...

Winter is coming.

Xuehualuo

Fall into parks and streets

The whole city is surrounded by snowflakes.

you are very beautiful

Beautiful as a scattered flower fairy.

Beautiful dandelions come to us like spring.

Ah, winter

I love you

Ah, snowflake

I love you more.

I prefer making snowmen and having snowball fights. ...

Modern poetry: snow in overlapping seasons.

Snowflakes! So elegant

Here comes the light. massive

Sew on every mountain, tree top and tile.

Instantly, countless dream elves are flying under the sky.

On the stage where the years gather and disperse.

Recite a tender poem.

It's like knocking at the door of your own heart.

All right, walk on the road. Can snow, such as falling English, and so on.

Crystal petals snuggle on your hair tips and shoulders.

Hold out your hand. The genie falls on your palm.

It curls through the skin and seems to have a cool fragrance.

Pieces, groups, unstoppable.

But quietly, quietly come and go.

That hearty, that happy, that free and easy.

Between heaven and earth, it is like a quiet and elegant paradise.

The flowers blown by the spring breeze are very charming.

However, snowflakes in the cold.

Ethereal, pure, comfortable and safe.

It is even more fascinating to publicize the vitality of life.

Those cool elves are dancing wildly.

Stretch white dance clothes and jade wings.

Like a happy and free angel, showing a spirit.

-"Because of compassion, it is cold."

The morning light filled the city. Uncovered

The lingering dance soul in the light and shadow

Drunk as a poem. The air is filled with nostalgia.

There is also the desire to fly, and there is helpless sadness.

Face the wind, soak in the snow and move forward.

Forget the noisy dust outside the fairy tale world

The deepest softness of the soul was touched again.

Heart, transparent. Impetuous, return to calm

Modern Poetry: It's snowing. It's snowing.

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

Modern Poetry: It's snowing.

The first snow of this year

Fell down with great momentum.

Like a little white moth.

flying all over the sky

Through the office window

Looking at the distant sky

Although it is dark, it is still empty.

earlier times

It's getting harder and harder to figure out

A vague shadow

Vague and familiar

That face

It is you.

Zeng Zeng xiangyue

Every winter

Let's enjoy the snow together.

I'm the only one now.

Standing by the window alone

Looking at the falling snowflakes

heart

It also falls with the snow

Can't bear to

So sad

Can't bear to

So lonely

Turn around slowly

Soak in a strong cup.

Longjing tea

Look at those leaves.

Slowly sink into the cup

Fall to the bottom of the cup

Like a flower in bud.

Watch and watch.

A little cheerful mood.

hope

Like a bud.

Bloom in the chest

Look up at the window

The snow is still floating.

On this lonely winter day

Quietly ask

Is it snowing there?