In recent days, the weather forecast has repeatedly broadcast that the first snow in Beijing will arrive on December 10. I waited from the morning of the 9th to the evening of the 10th, and when I fell asleep, I saw no snow, and I was extremely disappointed.
In the early morning of the 11th, as soon as the sky was bright, I woke up, got up and pushed the door open, only to see that on the ground, on the roof, on the trees, wherever the snow could reach, there were figures. I was secretly surprised, and I was full of regret - Xue is a magician, who quietly infiltrated on the night of the 10th, and dressed up the city of Beijing, which has no snow during the light snow season and no snow during the heavy snow season, into a white, flawless, fairytale dream world.
The snow did not miss the appointment, it came as promised. It was my heart that was too anxious to blame it, and at this time, I should give Snow a big hug to show my affectionate apologies for it.
The psychic and pure snow is like a baby that has just landed, its body is soft and tender, which makes me as clumsy, unbearable, reluctant, and afraid to touch as when I first became a mother, for fear of hurting and breaking its soft, white, and perfect skin. But I had to hold it carefully with a lot of love, kiss it gently, and look at it carefully. Small hexagonal snowflakes slowly melted in the palm of my hand.
At this time, the dim street lamps in the small alley are still dutifully guarding the last shift, and the white snowflakes are flying like white butterflies under the orange light. On the ground, there was not a single footprint in the thick snow, not a single rut. The snow here has not been disturbed by the world for the time being, making the city of Beijing, which is still sleeping, seem more peaceful and quiet.
When I looked up at dawn, I saw that the surrounding houses were clearly recognizable, with thick snow falling on the gray brick walls and gray tiled roofs of the bungalows that are characteristic of Beijing. This ancient city with thousands of years of cultural accumulation shows its solemnity, solemnity and elegance under the interplay of gray and white. Overnight, the grand arrival of snow instantly restored Beijing's ancient name - Beiping. The Forbidden City, with its antique colors and yellow tiles, instantly turned back into the majestic and magnificent Forbidden City.
Looking ahead, the evergreen pine trees of the four seasons are disguised by the snow with a bit of ancient charm, "suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms", Cen Shen's poems such as TV ** recitation, leisurely presented in front of you.
In winter, the colorful leaves of coggy, maple, and ginkgo trees, which are much pampered by people, are detached from their branches due to the influence of strong winds, and gradually lose the brightness of autumn, and the tall and straight trees are only bare branches. The arrival of the snow has given the dead branches that have lost their ornamental value and added softness and charm to the strong and powerful branches, and they are once again favored by people. Cameras, cannons, and other photographic equipment were as busy as they were in autumn, and they were aimed at them again.
In the distance, the endless green wheat fields are also covered with thick snow, which is the expectation of the wheat field watchmen and the hope of the wheat seedlings. After the arrival of this snow, I saw that they had a solid and peaceful sleep, and they were satisfied to thank the snow for giving them the energy they had accumulated, and they waited in their sleep, waiting for the next spring to wake up, and then walked with the watchmen through a series of difficult journeys such as regreening, jointing, tillering, and resistance to diseases and pests, until May, and produced golden wheat grains, which were rewarded to their owners who had worked hard to nurture them, and also to repay the nourishment that this winter snow gave them. Look, look, the dwarf green wheat seedlings are sleeping gracefully, as if they are not really asleep, they are hiding in the snow and laughing with each other secretly - they are saying, Ruixue is a good year!
The flat ice surface of Shichahai is covered with thick jade, and the blue lotus standing tall in the middle of the summer has turned into a dark brown withered lotus. Some of them are still standing proudly, some of them hang their heads, some of them do not have a lotus leaf, and some of them are covered under the ice. In the howling north wind, they have always maintained a straight and unyielding backbone. From spring to autumn, they always have a clear conscience. They are the gentlemen of flowers, decorating the world with delicate flowers, and contributing the most abundant essence of the whole body to human beings. Their life is only giving, not demanding, refusing to exaggerate. Their spirit, quality, and connotation are "the little lotus shows its sharp corners, and there are dragonflies that have already fallen on their heads", "the lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red", and they are "out of the mud but not stained, and the water is clear and rippled but not demonic".
Looking at the whole Shichahai, the ice surface that can be seen is covered with crystal clear snow, between heaven and earth, this pure snow is accompanied by a little dark brown dry lotus, and the world becomes more crystalline, ice clear, jade, translucent and quiet. The snow is more and more white against the background of the dark brown dry lotus, and the dry lotus is more firm and erect by the white snow, they are a pair of bosom friends, heart to heart, appreciation of each other, set off each other. This scene is like an elegant Chinese painting that the painter has just completed.
The sky is getting brighter, the snow is getting heavier, and the city of Beijing, which has been dry in autumn, becomes wet. I took a long breath deeply, and in an instant, I felt a lot more energetic, and I felt the comfort and sweetness that I hadn't felt for a long time.
In front of me, a group of children are snowballing, snowball fights, and building snowmen in the snow, and they are very busy, and their little faces are red from the cold, but the smile is always on their faces, and joy ripples in their hearts. They didn't notice the cold, and their whole minds were immersed in the world of playing with the snow. They made me young and wanted to be part of them and have fun together.
The young couple is happy, they walk hand in hand on the thick velvet snow road, step out of the creaking love melody, talk and laugh in their mouths, stop to take pictures under the favorite snow scene, commemorate their beautiful, pure, warm and sweet love in Beijing in this winter.
In 2023, this intoxicating snow, you arrived as scheduled, you brought ice and jade to the world, brought beautiful poetry, and the biggest surprise you brought is the green of the next spring, giving life prosperity and fragrant ......