Winter snow roaming season
In winter, the weather is cold, wind and snow. I sat in the house, the fire was blazing, and the warmth was warm. A pot of old wine is steaming hot and fragrant. Outside the window, the wind was whining and the snow was falling, and I sat in it, feeling the peace and warmth of this world.
Making a fire is my way of fighting the cold. The wood burned in the fire, making a crackling sound, and the firelight reflected on my face, warm as spring. The fire can not only ward off the cold, but also bring a kind of homely warmth. Whenever I see the fire burning, it is as if I see the scene of my family sitting together, and the warmth of family affection makes me feel at peace.
Warming a pot of wine is my way of enjoying my time. The aroma of wine is overflowing, steaming, and people feel a kind of comfort in life. I slowly tasted the wine, feeling its mellow and sweetness. Wine not only makes me forget my troubles, but also indulges in this wonderful time.
Listening to the wind and watching the snow fall is my way of feeling nature. The sound of the wind is like the sound of an ancient piano, melodious and far-reaching. The snow falls like stars, beautiful and quiet. I quietly listened to the wind and watched the snow fall, as if I was in a pure world, and my soul was purified and sublimated.
On this winter day, I lit a fire, warmed a pot of wine, listened to the wind, and watched the snow fall. This is not only a way of life, but also a love and pursuit of life. I am willing to find beauty in this world, feel warmth, and indulge in this wonderful time.