Life stumbles, seasons come and go, snowflakes flutter, and spring comes.
Yesterday was the twenty-fifth day of the lunar month, the beginning of the spring solar term, the sky was gloomy, and the slightest cold wind showed the aftermath of winter. At seven o'clock in the evening, the snowflakes began to fall. Standing on the street, I couldn't hide the excitement in my heart, taking Tik Tok, listening to the wind, watching the snow fall, and embracing the purity and beauty of winter. The snowflakes fell, the world became soft, and this flowing snow is a poem written by God to the world. In the snowy winter, the fireworks in the world are endless, and the home of love rises.
Snow falls every year, snow falls every year, slowly and long, and the process of falling snow is romantic. You see the snowflakes fluttering, hugging each other, singing, running towards Mother Earth. "This year, Mai Gai has a three-layer quilt, and next year I sleep with steamed buns. "This is the biggest snow in the Year of the Rabbit. I was born in the countryside, and before I became a soldier at the age of 20, I have been living in the countryside, my hometown is in the north of Weifang, and it is very difficult to water the wheat, mainly relying on the weather for food. How happy the peasants should be with this thick eight-centimeter snow!
In the square of the community, boys and girls are running, having snowball fights, building snowmen, and they pile up snow in the shape of a rabbit and a flying dragon, which is really similar, and they are happy for the children's happiness.
At half past eight this morning, I brought brooms, shovels and push boards from the property, and cleaned the roads in the community with the property staff. The staff of the property is really not easy, most of them are in their 60s, and the younger ones are about 50 years old, with a salary of less than 2,000 yuan a month, and they are worthy of their salary.