Suddenly, in winter, the wind that originally made people autumn high broke through the cage of autumn and began to be arrogant and unscrupulous. Looking around, the trees are verdant, and you can only touch the breath of spring, and you can't feel that it is coming. I can't help but ask myself, is it possible that on the stage in winter, only the cold wind is soloing?With longing, I tried to walk into the winter ......When I came to the big playground, a gust of wind blew, which was not as gentle as a spring breeze, and the cold wind was biting, which couldn't help but make me shiver. As far as the eye can see, there is a group of football athletes, around a football, you chase me, you block me to intercept, the football is criss-crossed in the middle, frequently changing hands, the athletes are kicking fiercely, rushing left and right, galloping back and forth, as if a horse galloping on the grassland, I am in the distance, I can't help but sweat for them. After the show, everyone was sweating profusely, and some even took off their coats, and laughter and laughter rose and fell with each other, adding a touch of lively atmosphere to the winter campus.
The green trees still stood there, and the leaves on the trees were luxuriant, but occasionally a gust of wind blew, and a few leaves could not resist the cold wind, and they left the mother tree and threw themselves into the deep embrace of the earth. The wind is still blowing, and the big trees are not moving, and there is really a kind of "Ren Er, east, west, north and south" spirit!
In the winter campus, the most sentimental thing is the dead trees that occupy a total length of 100 meters, and have long been dead and dead, those few dead trees, standing there, without a trace of wavering, in the face of the cold wind, it is like a firm guard, holding its own position, not letting the cold wind have a chance.
I walked into the dead tree, touched the rough bark, the more sad I felt, seemed to hear, the old tree to its past few years, wind and rain, hard life silent cry, I sighed long, at this time, I really experienced Qu Yuan's "long too breath to cover the weeping, mourn the people's livelihood is so difficult", that kind of sorrow, is sympathy, is pity, just like I am now.
I looked up at the bare trunk of the tree, so thin, so slender, a depressed sight. I leaned down and picked up a small stone and threw it at a thin branch, breaking it in half. But why does the cold wind keep blowing all day long?When I think of this, I can't help but feel reverence for the branches, and I don't succumb to the obscenity of the cold wind
Huh?Where did the bird call come from, it turned out that a few small birds had stopped on the branch at some point, and they stopped on it, looked left and right, and flew away, and I whispered to the tree, "Look, even the little birds dislike you." "Looking down, the thick loess still can't hide the vicissitudes of its years, and I can even imagine the roots of the trees underneath are crisscrossed and horizontal, thick and slender.
The wind was blowing again, and I couldn't help but put my cold hands in my pockets and look around again. Winter, although it is full of sad atmosphere, there is also some joy and joy, let us look for it together, and feel the joy and joy behind winter.
In winter, let's go looking for it together.
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