Documenting my romantic life
The wind robbed the cold pond, and the makeup was removed in the depths of winter.
* Standing proudly, looking forward to the coming year.
- Inscription. It has been snowing for two days in a row, today, I finally look forward to a sunny weather, and finally have the opportunity to go out, feel the air after the snow is exceptionally fresh, look at it, everything is white, and the snow under my feet is glucky, I haven't heard this familiar voice for a long time, it seems to be back to the winter a few years ago, the season of snow dance, in the long alley, I and you ...... first encounter
A person, walking alone in the park, because of the good weather, there are a lot of pedestrians exercising on the trail, looking far away, not far from the park pavilion, the quiet island is also covered with snow, everywhere is the silver world into the sight, I thought, the cold winter will be unusually bleak, I did not expect, the weather after the snow is unusually warm, the park covered in silver, looking far away, the vision in front of me unexpectedly gave me a surprise after the snow.
Like a person, slowly walking on the forest road paved with smooth stones, while walking while feeling, after the snow a different kind of plain charm, I don't know when, a little boy who is playing happily running back and forth, stuffing a round snow ball into my hand, following the sound to look, the former ice hockey square, piled up a beautiful snowman, in the winter sun, laughing so playfully, touching this scene, suddenly infected by the snowman emotions, I can't help but think of the memories of childhood, I have also been like this with my friends you chase me wanton play, think of those green childhood memories, every cold winter, snowball fights, build snowmen, it's not a pleasant ...... to playThe whole winter of childhood is always happy and fulfilling, the heart at that time is full of childlike happiness and joy, and the good memories are always overflowing with memories, ignoring the cold wind in the season, ignoring the bleak wind and cold rain ...... the passage of time
Standing on the side of the bridge, looking up, after a snowfall, the pond is full of residual lotus, with a variety of beautiful postures, proudly standing in the glacier, although it is covered by snow and dust in the river pond, but this momentum is not also a poem in the lonely winter, giving people an aftertaste, giving people an enlightening ......
Although the winter is cold, a pool of plain and simple, black and white lines, in the cold wind to gather the fragrance, the wordless silence, deeply touched himself, slowed down the pace of stepping on the snow, I am really afraid of startling the sleep of this pool, afraid of disturbing the vicissitudes of life in the years, white snow, black lotus canopy, at this moment suddenly reminded me of a poem by the Yuan pronoun, "Dry lotus leaves, pale color, old handle wind swaying." Reducing the fragrance and adding more yellow, all because of a snow last night, lonely on the autumn river. The true meaning of the implications.
The years are cold, the north wind is bleak, the snow falls like cotton, adding a bit of charm to the residual lotus in front of you, a little bit of pride, the fading reticulated leaf veins, the beauty of the residual lotus at this time, the injury does not sink, away from the hustle and bustle, indifferent, and it shows the proud body that is not bent.
On the ice and snow in the distance, the children are not afraid of the cold, still you chase me and catch up with the cheers, frolicking, those covered by the ice and snow remnants, proud of the dead leaves and lotus canopy, not afraid of the daily frost and cold rain, faint with the snow marks of last night, proud in the wind upright, silently guarding the cold silence of the winter, seems to be showing the beautiful ...... of the past
The four seasons of life are also like the body of a lotus, not afraid of the cold, not afraid of wind and rain, and stand proudly ......