The north wind fattened the sky.
In the jungle, the more idle and thin geese packed their bags and prepared to return to the maple leaves in the south, with drooping heads and red eyes.
The wrinkles on the face of the old house have increased a lot, and no matter how the cold wind pulls, they are squatting on the hillside.
Not moving a step. Keep your eyes on the light snow in the distance.
White elves wandering in winter are dancing "Little Swan Dance" to influence the gloomy sky.
A few sparrows foraging.
Curled up on the branch, twittering and planning the route to grab food.
It is obviously not easy to get the world of mortals spotless.
Once again, the footprints of desire made black snow.
Falling from the sky in silver armor
Filling gullies and warming crops ... everywhere, Li Feng cheered.
People who know how to entertain themselves don't want to show up.
A pot of charcoal fire and a pot of old wine sat opposite each other, teasing the world outside the window.
Honest land, never lazy, breeds life.
In the coming year, spring blossoms.