If there is a sound in winter
If there were sounds in winter, what kind of sound would you think of?
The seasons change, and I think winter should be the quietest season.
In spring, there is the sound of everything reviving and branches pulling out;There is the sound of melting snow and ice and spring thunder;
In summer, there is the sound of flowers in full bloom and vigorous foliage;There is the sound of the river flowing and the summer rain pouring;
In autumn, there is the sound of crops ripening and returning to the warehouse;There is the sound of the autumn wind and the autumn rain.
And what about winter?In winter, everything is hidden, and the cold drives away the living creatures in search of a warm place. People hide in silence in a corner, to the rhythm of the seasons.
The sounds of winter need to go outside, feel and listen with your heart.
I was born in the north, and the sounds of the northern winter are either gentle and pleasant, or thrilling.
During the day, the sky was gray, the sun converged its light, and the cold shrouded the bleak earth. A snow is brewing.
In an instant, the snow came, and the snow fell from the sky like velvet flowers, leisurely and silently.
If, at this time, the wind is not too strong, the weather is not yet bone-chilling. You can wear thick clothes, hats and gloves to go outside and listen to the sounds of winter.
It's just a short walk to the station, and it's 1 hour by car, so it's a 45-minute walk from the place of residence. It takes 45 minutes to take a taxi, so let's walk. Not to mention, I like to hike.
Walking in the wind and snow, the northwest wind blew a low trumpet and blew the edelweiss. Edelweiss shrunk into ice crystals the size of a grain of salt, and hurriedly leaned down to the ground, on the hat, on the clothes, "Rustle, rustle......."A quick, thin voice rang in my ears. The snow on the ground gradually thickened, and the snow that had not yet been stepped on by pedestrians was fluffy and soft, and the feet "squeaked-squeaked" when they stepped on it.
No matter how cold the day is, there are birds out to feed, a crisp birdsong, cutting through the silent sky, inadvertently, the birds fly into the distance.
On a midwinter night, the sound is thrilling. Especially when you are in the dormitory, loud noises often wake you up from your sleep.
The northwest wind was howling, like a young general leading thousands of troops and horses galloping from afar, and then, whistling, leading thousands of troops and horses to gallop into the distance. The moment you pass by the doors and windows, you can hear the "frame" of the glass vibrating. Between heaven and earth, like blowing a huge flute, the sound of the flute is deep and low, whining and wailing, like the sound of the earth, one after another, in the middle of the night around the buildings that block it, with the pores flowing out, flowing into the wilderness of the suburbs, scattered into the vast sky.
I think the sound of winter, day and night, is different;The sound of winter, people's circumstances and circumstances are different, and what they hear is also different.
What are the sounds of your winter that have entered your ears and hearts?