On the hillside, wild chrysanthemums exude a faint fragrance. I should smell a fragrance from a distance. It is really tempting! Look carefully, there are white, yellow, red ... colorful colors, very beautiful! The leaves of Sophora japonica and poplar are all gone, only the bare trunk is shaking in the wind, as if to say; "Wild chrysanthemum, you are so beautiful." Wild chrysanthemum said, "Although I can blossom in winter, I can't blossom in spring and summer." The pine and cypress beside it are green. So they asked evergreen pine and cypress, which stood guard every day like a guard in the forest, not afraid of wind and rain, not afraid of cold, like a mighty and arrogant sentry, always protecting animals and never giving in. Under the hillside, there is a winding river, like a silver scarf. The children are still wearing scarves, hats and gloves. Some people are making snowmen, others are throwing snowballs. What an interesting time!
Winter is really the season of flying snow and white clothes!