Winter
Bai Meimei, Gansu Zhouqu.
The ancients believed that winter was the end of the four seasons, but I think winter is the prologue of the year.
Outside the window, "the north wind is noisy, the rain and snow are falling", in an instant, the mountains and thousands of ravines are covered with snow, the heaven and the earth are filled with the sound of falling snow, and occasionally there is a "click" sound, which is the sound of the branches that are not hindered by the heavy snow, all the sounds are silent, in the face of the winter killing decision, everything seems extraordinarily dignified, solemn and silent. Maybe they're all complaining about Winter's ruthlessness!
Winter seems to be a little unkind, if there is no winter killing, the mountains and plants will not know how to recuperate, to stay in the coming year, the mountains are not necessarily shady, flowers, so winter seems to be ruthless but actually has a tenderness. Winter does not push life to a desperate situation, but gives the seed hope to flourish, and contains the endless life of life. The end of everything is pregnant with a new beginning, I think this is the love of winter, right?
Of course, winter also has its own romance - fireworks in the world. In the middle of winter, it is the first choice for family and friends to sit together for shabu-shabu, followed by boiling wine and tea. Thinking that Bai Juyi brought out a new wine back then, he asked his friend Liu Shijiu if he could drink a glassThis is a memory and ritual unique to winter. In the evening, three or five friends accompanied by simply around the stove to cook wine, talk and laugh, drink a glass of wine, taste the fragrance of a cup of tea, open your heart to count the past like smoke, I think this may be the expectation of winter.
In addition to a touch of white on the earth, looking at the streets and alleys hung with Chinese red, the local plot engraved in the cultural genes of the Chinese was also awakened at a certain moment, and the wanderers from all over the world resolutely carried their bags and embarked on the road home, I think this is the reunion of winter!
Having said all that, what exactly does winter mean to us?I'm afraid I'm also speechless when you ask, but I hope that when the first snow of winter falls on your shoulders and mine, I hope we will have the courage to raise our heads, but also have the confidence to bow our heads, and we must have the courage to embrace the snow!Even if she was cold and sluggish, it made people shudder. You have to firmly believe that there will always be a snow coming unexpectedly this winter, and you must also believe that there will always be some warmth that will meet you unexpectedly!Snow has the meaning of snow, and the same is true of winter. Hopes, expectations, encounters, visions, I think they are all about this winter.