On Snow
When the sky is overcast
When the temperature drops to zero
The long-awaited rivers freeze into ice
Snow says, I'm coming, I'm coming to feather the boundless earth
I'm dancing enchanting and flying dreamily
My pure white is like brocade weaving the holy world < The moonlight is pale
the frozen smile on the playful children's faces
That is the embodiment of my infinite holiness
The poetry between heaven and earth is infinite
That is my clear obsession
Even if I want to die for a smile
I don't want to shed tears
Snow said: Even the tears after melting
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