How to write the ninth short copy of Moonlight Song of First Snow?

Imitation of the first snow: In winter, snowflakes are dirty. In mid-air, there seems to be a strainer to filter them all out. They turned white, glittering and translucent, flying in the air. Snowflakes fly down like elves, land on the vast land, and come into this world, just like a chocolate cake covered with sugar.

I caught a snowflake. Whose ingenious hand did this exquisite six-petal snowflake come from, and who allowed them to fly in the sky? The snowflake in my hand is shiny, white and transparent, and I suddenly remembered that the drop of milk I ate as a child was so white! When I came into this world, the first thing that gave me life strength was my mother's snow-white breasts. I walked on the snow step by step, and the footprints behind me seemed to be facial symbols and lines written by our childlike innocence. I was lying in the snow, and the snow under me was very soft. The snow kissed me gently and fell on my face and neck, crisp and intoxicating.

After a while, tall buildings put on white hats, big trees put on white robes, and the paths were covered with frost. The sky is gray and the earth is white. Snowflakes are like catkins in spring, thousands of them are pure white and glittering. ...