With temperatures plummeting, we enter the winter of December. It's a collection of all things, a retreat from the cold season.
The earth is covered with a thick layer of snow, and the cold wind is bitter, like a roaring lion, shuttling through every corner of the city and countryside. The north wind mixed with snowflakes makes people feel unusually cold.
This winter, however, its charm is much more than just a "cold" ......
Winter is a poem of nature, a picture of ice and jade. It gives us a white fairy tale world and coats the earth with a layer of silver.
Snowflakes falling, just like the poetry of the sky, writing the tranquility and beauty of winter. They dance in the air, like elves, injecting a touch of agility and vitality into this cold season.
The cold winter seems to freeze everything at this moment. This freeze is not a silence, but a deep contemplation. Everything finds its home in this season, and reserves strength for the spring of the coming year. Just like those seeds buried in the soil, although they are in the dark and cold, they never give up the desire to grow, waiting for the arrival of spring.
Winter is a season of reflection. It allows us to stop our busy pace and reflect on our lives. In this cold season, we can experience the importance of warmth more deeply and cherish those people and things that warm us more.
Although the cold of winter is overwhelming, it also makes us feel the tenacity and beauty of life. After heavy snowfall, the pines and cypresses and bamboos will appear even greener, and the plum blossoms in the corners of the walls will bloom alone in the bitter cold.
Winter is also nature's most creative season. In the icy snow, the seeds of plants silently nurture life, and animals show remarkable survival wisdom in the process of finding food and escaping the cold.
In the world of winter, everything becomes calm and deep. The land is covered with a thick layer of snow, trees are withering, animals are hibernating, and people are reluctant to go out, as if everything has fallen silent. However, it is in this silence that life silently waits for the arrival of spring, waiting for the beginning of new life.
In short, in this December winter, we must not only face the cold, but also learn to appreciate its beauty and appreciate its meaning. Only after experiencing the baptism of winter can we cherish the beauty of spring and the power of life even more.
It is precisely with such a kind of experience and perception that I can't help but sigh as mentioned in the title:In the winter of December, what a word "cold".
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