I was jogging on the cement path by the river in the early morning. There had been a heavy snowfall a few days ago. At this time, the snow under my feet had been stepped on by pedestrians. When I ran up, my feet made a "click, click" sound. ", I fell down even if I wasn't careful, my face hurt like a knife from the cold wind, I forgot to wear a hat, and my ears were numb from the cold. This feeling can only be experienced by people who have lived in the north for many years. Feel it.
Since the beginning of winter, especially after the winter solstice and entering September, due to the extremely cold weather, there are almost no people doing morning exercises. Occasionally there are three or two people on the road who are working the morning shift in the factory. , wearing a thick cotton coat and work boots on my feet, hurriedly walking with my head hunched, jogging on the cold and quiet path by myself, which actually added a bit of leisure to me.
In the distance, numerous residential buildings and dull green trees stand upright in the hazy mist.
Next to it, the water beside the blue and calm river surface has frozen into ice. Only the water in the middle is flowing slowly. Under the attack of the cold air, it is already filled with mist, which is getting farther and thicker. Reach into the distance.
The tall splendens on the shore, wrapped in the cold mist, are white and fluffy, dancing leisurely in the cold wind, like a dancing girl in white. They are very beautiful, and the snow next to them is very beautiful. It is still white and has not been damaged at all. I saw a few sparrows jumping around on the snow, leaving clear paw prints on the snow. Their little paws were also red from the cold, and they kept lowering their heads and scratching the snow. I wonder if you are thirsty or hungry? They shook their bodies from time to time and looked up. After a while, they flew into the air in several arcs and flew to the trees on the shore. I was thinking that these sparrows should also be fighting against this. The cold of winter.
There is a small fish pond across the river. When we take a walk in the summer, it must be a scenery that cannot be ignored. A group of snow-white ducks swim on the green lake, like blooming white snow lotuses. The weeping willows by the lake are green and green, and they are very beautiful against the blue sky and white clouds. But now, the lake has been solidly frozen with ice. The dry weeping willows with all their leaves by the lake are covered with a layer of white frost, and the sides are messy. The withered weeds were covered with a layer of white snow.
After running back and forth for three times, my body slowly began to heat up. At this time, in the eastern sky, I saw a fiery red sun rising slowly in a faint orange color. It rises higher and higher, getting bigger and bigger, but there is no longer the dazzling rays of the summer sun. No matter how you look at it, it is not dazzling. As the angle changes, the morning sun hides in the treetops for a while, and then disappears again. What came into my eyes at a glance was held up by the mist again. After a while, the rising sun changed from the fiery red color at the beginning to a light golden color.
Just like that, the sun has risen, and I have been running warm and sweaty. In fact, even though it is very cold in this cold winter morning, as long as you work hard to exercise, Appreciate it carefully, this winter morning is also very beautiful.