Push open the door in the morning, wow!It's snowing!The ground is dazzling white, and the snowflakes are fluttering, like flowing fairies. "Ruixue Mega Year!"Next year's harvest will be good!
With light steps, I soon arrived at the door of the store. Opening the door, I started cleaning the snow outside while it was open.
Everything is quiet, and the footsteps of the day are long overdue. The street lights were still on, and there were pedestrians hurrying past me, and I threw down my broom from time to time to get things for customers, and I was so busy that the snow never stopped.
By the time I cleaned the snow for the fifth time, it was getting brighter. The small cars with snowflakes flew through the streets, and the speed of the crushing made the snowflakes melt on the streets.
The sky is getting brighter and there are more and more people. I looked at the snowflakes that were still flying, and watched its tireless grip cling to the ground in front of the store that I had swept five times, and smiled flawlessly.
The scenery of the snow is very beautiful, and the snowflakes on various fixed objects are as beautiful as ink paintings. In particular, the snowflakes on the branches and red lanterns are incomparably beautiful. O Creator of nature today!Is it the legendary Ma Liang's magic pen?
I smiled again, the open white of the world and the earth, accompanied by the crisp birdsong, the various vehicles and pedestrians that crushed the road, formed a rich human fireworks.
If you want snow in the evening, you can drink a cup of nothing”
Actually, it snowed at 12 o'clock last night, and I heard from the customers. When the snow closed at 11 o'clock last night, the snow had not yet fallen, so I knew that there was snow, so I covered the tricycle in advance and used a thick piece of plastic paper.
The heavy snow presses down on the green pine, and the green pine is straight and straight" This echoes the brushstrokes of nature, and how many eulogies of literati and scholars are contained?Xuehua, this beautiful fairy in the world, how many literati and scholars have left you immortal poems?
A snow makes the world soft and rich. But I feel that the weather is not very cold, but this gift of God has appeared gently and happily, and suddenly softened the soft heart.
I love you!Snow Dancing Flowers!Flower Flying Snow Dance!Chic and chic, cleansing the soul;I love the snow, and I love the winter that gives birth to spring.
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About the Author
Yiyi, formerly known as Qu Hongxia, is a native of Shaanxi Province who does business in Beijing. He is a member of the Daxing Writers Association and a member of the Internet Poetry Society. More than 1,000 works have been published in print publications.
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