Today's small year. Nothing to do with the North South.
The old man who raised geese in Tiangong sprinkled goose feathers to the world without hesitation.
The old man of the world looked up at the sky and said, "Ruixue is a good year."
Take the snow as an order. It has nothing to do with national roads, provincial roads, and county roads.
There are flashes of orange on every road, shoveling snow, removing ice, manual and mechanical operation.
Every driver who passes, or rolls down the window or honks his horn in praise.
Responsibilities. The snow fell suddenly.
In the past, the road was sparsely populated, and the scene of snow and ice breaking was unprecedented, even if the mud stained the face, just for the smooth and safe road.
Today's small year. All you see is a smile on your face.
You have been reunited or are about to be reunited, and you can't go all the way without the dedication of the road keepers.
The snow is still falling, and the goose feathers sweep the faces of the roadkeepers, as long as you are safe, the roadkeepers can stand themselves in a mountain.
As long as you are happy, the happiness of the roadkeeper is in front of you.
About the Author:Li Jun, male, born in 1971, is from Shangnan, Shaanxi. He is a member of the Shaanxi Communications Writers Association, a member of the Shangluo Writers Association, a member of the Shangluo Poetry Society, a member of the Shangnan Writers Association, and a member of the Shangnan Folk Literature and Art Association. I love literature, and the reason why I dare to continue writing is because I always have a sense of awe and gratitude for life.