The fourth level of modern poetry describing winter

winter

Winter has begun.

Winter has really come.

Turn your back on a sunny day

There is a cold and wet wind blowing head-on.

rain

Heel and foot are coming.

As cold as the wind.

Collect the smiles of the morning sun.

collect

The soul of vines and green leaves

Birds' wings and butterflies' clothes.

Collect lovely spring flowers.

Collected the enthusiasm of the scorching sun

Collected the amorous feelings of autumn water

world

Bleak as a pool of stagnant water

Night is always so greedy.

It got dark early.

Delayed the first ray of sunshine at dawn.

It's suffocating during the day

Snow and snowflakes eager to meet him.

And his darkest winter solstice

I am used to it in winter.

Walking with the appearance of warm winter.

Light snow and heavy snow are always shy and late.

After a cold spring.

Become a beautiful bride in Yangchun

-Bai Yangchun

listen to

A voice said:

Winter is coming, and spring is not far away.