The weather is getting colder, with snow in the north and rain in the south. After the "light snow" and "heavy snow" solar terms, the north ushered in one heavy snow after another, although it is no longer scarce and expensive, but the "spirit of rain" makes me moved no matter where I am.
As far as the eye can see, it is white. White and black, white and green, white and red, set off each other, black, green, red, and even more embellishment.
White and black, the loneliest. Brown tree trunks, dark distant mountains, towering on a large area of white snow, the quiet sketch world, in fact, is not blindly black, white but pure broken. O the man who was snowing in the dark!Black and white, leaving an eternally black back, living in your own snowy world in the chaotic world, the cleanest, pure and broken person!
White and green, the most harmonious. Although most of the leaves have fallen off, there are always some trees that are green all year round, and the most common pines and cypresses are green on snowy days, glowing green, more beautiful than spring green, like the eyes of poets. The poet can make a sound in the snow and ice, even if it is faint. The world of the poet is full of fairy tales, from fairy tales to fairy tales only on snowy days.
White and red, the most beautiful. The irreconcilable harmony between the red walls of the Forbidden City and the heavy snow has now become a photographer's paradise. Watching those women in ancient costumes strolling on a snowy day, smiling and delicate, it reminded me of Jia Gongzi in red robes and walking forward in the vast land.
A heavy snow is also like a dream, and it is also the time to wake up. The snow will eventually melt, ethereal, cold, and lonely, ......Beauty is in the moment, and the moment is eternal.