Wrote five lines of poems about fire, two lines for boiling tea, two lines for winter warmth, and the remaining line for you to read me on the night of the power outage. - Love02
Legend of the people in the North Pole.
Because it was freezing cold, as soon as I spoke, it would become ice and snow, and the other party couldn't hear it, so I had to go home and roast it slowly. - Lin Qingxuan 03
I don't know how to draw, I just write poems on the snow and write everything you want to know. Come on, it's not too late, the faith will melt. - Gu Cheng 04
Every day goes back, people grow up and become adults, and although the winter nights are long, they will never end their dreams. - Shen Congwen 05
If silenced. It has to be turned into a concrete substance, and that should be snow. - Amelie. Nodong 06
If it is the first day of new snow, when the full moon is in the sky, there is a bright shadow below, and bright silver flows above, and you walk towards me with a smile, between the moon and the snow, you are the third color. - 07 in the afterglow
Winter people, come like gods, because I fell in love with you in winter. - Haizi 08
The winter tree, softly, gently breathing, the treetops faintly undulating. The winter tree is quietly contemplating. - Wang Zengqi 09
I sing the praises of myself.
It is equivalent to singing your praises and using your youth to paint my midwinter. —Shakespeare 10
When the light is too bright in the winter, there is even light creeping in my transparent heart. It was at this time that I fantasized about giving birth to unobstructed wings on my body, and at the same time had a strong premonition that I would achieve nothing in this life. —Yukio Mishima 11
It is impossible for us to see all the snow that falls in a person's life, and everyone spends the winter alone in their own lives. ——Liu Liangcheng12
As I walked, it snowed. The snow is good and I'm fine too. It will knock on your window, and I will knock at your door. —Haysan 13
Like a fog of flames, it swirls and rises, filling the space. ......Yes, it was lonely snow. It's the dead rain, it's the spirit of the rain. —Lu Xun 14
Snow and snow. Reflecting each other - tonight is like the Mid-Autumn Festival in December. - Matsuo Basho 15
Every snowflake.
It's all like a piece of text, flying away from the heart of the sky, covering the ground, paved with articles written in winter. —Bi Shumin16
The window is the most attractive frame of the house.
The seasons change the scenery in the frame. On the days when winter is at its strongest, the heat in the house and the sunlight outside the window work together to melt the snow and ice on the frozen glass. - Feng Jicai 17
Winter is the season of gentleness and silence, which wraps the earth in endless white, making everything seem to enter a dreamlike world. —Hao Jingfang18
Winter sun.
The room is warm and warm through the windows, like the smell of a cup of hot tea. 19
The whole house was shining with amber brilliance, and near a stove that made a fire, there was a crackling song, how pleasant, reverie on the warm kang. - Pushkin.