"Twenty-three, sugar melon sticky"; "Officials, three people, four boats, five". Two sayings, talking about one thing, the twenty-third day of the lunar month, the beginning of the new year. Two.
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Four, twenty-five, the young year of people of different identities. "Officials, three people, four boats, five".
When I was a child in the countryside, on the day of the stove, I would eat glutinous rice at night. The original intention was to stick to the mouth of the Lord of the Stove, so that he could "say good things in the heavens and keep peace in the lower world". The atmosphere of the strong year has appeared as early as twenty-three years ago. Steamed steamed buns and fried melon seeds are the earliest memories of the taste of the New Year.
The weather forecast is reporting snow, and it's been a few days. It's been raining for days. Heavy snow in the north, it has been falling for a few days. The snow in the south stopped the hurried home. The way home is even harder. Returning home for the New Year, the Chinese have a tradition that is constantly cut. Over the years, when the sigh of the New Year has become weaker and weaker, the crowding and eagerness of the people who once stunned the world for the Spring Festival seem to have gradually decreased. However, the people who are stuck in different high-speed rail stations are rendering the flavor of the New Year.
There are fewer people who remember the flavor of the year. Sticky rice doesn't like to eat or cook. In the big and small years, there are always lively scenes in Western fast food restaurants. Adults save trouble, children are happy, why not?
Wait, wait for the snow in the forecast. Sleet, light snow, heavy snow, you can rain as much as you want, don't freeze it after it falls, it's good snow. Before the winter solstice last year, there was a day of heavy snow on December 18th. Ride in the snow, walk in the snow, and hope for hopeless anticipation in the snow.
Although there is no difference in nature between snow and rain, both are water. People prefer snow. If it weren't for the heavy snow's "thousands of miles of ice and snow", how could there be the peerless beauty of "red clothes wrapped in extraordinarily enchanting"?
Yangzhou, which claims to be Jiangnan, has been criticized by many people, but it is the most serious place to stick to Jiangnan culturally. Although the snow in Yangzhou can be frozen, it cannot be broken into the spectacular "original Chi wax elephant". However, this little year's snow, I still went downstairs to see it. I didn't go to see it when the light snow was just falling, but when the snow was swirling like sand and falling quickly.
Can show the results of snow, the best to see**? Roof! The snow will fly into the grass and disappear into the water. Every piece that falls on the roof can be presented. It only takes a short time for the roof to turn white.
Ruixue Mega Year". Where is the "mega"? Ground! If you go to the countryside and see a large wheat field covered with snow, you can feel a little bit of the "original wax elephant". There is a lack of large open areas in the city, and there are too many corners and turns. However, there are small benefits. There is green grass in every corner. They don't listen to commands like wheat fields, but they have a lot of personality. When covered in snow, there is a small grass that sticks to its personality and stubbornly emerges with tiny spikes.
The snow is heavy. Not to mention the grass, even the large spherical tung trees that are green in the park are tightly wrapped in white. The heavy snow in the north finally stretched to Yangzhou. It's sunny, and I can't remember what day it was. This year's cold winter is more than a little colder than usual. Cold and wet, the house is damp. Only air conditioning can help reduce the level of humidity.
There have already been two instances where the actual low temperature of the forecast octave has exceeded 10 degrees. Now it's not the lowest in years. When it rains, I often wonder, how can snow pile up on the wet ground? Doesn't it melt when it gets wet?
The snow falls silently but with traces. Snow like sand, or hexagonal flowers. There are no two identical leaves, so why two identical snowflakes? The researcher said that when "the snowflakes in Yanshan are as big as a seat", they are actually not cold. The cold is the snow falling like sand. When I was a teenager, I loved to look up at the snowflakes under the street lamps. It's much better than the lines of the rain.
That's looking up at snowflakes. Standing on a tall building and looking down, it is a different scene. Snowflakes one by one, elegant posture. It is different from looking up to see the diffuseness, but it is swaggering in a variety of styles, slowly falling to the ground.
I like to walk the white and flat snow. Looking back at the footprints on the snow, I think of all kinds of things for no reason. What snow is untraceable? It's just that no matter how big the marks on the snow are, they can't hold up a few suns. Isn't life like this? I think I'm trying my best to struggle, and I want to leave a little trace of what happened in the world. But counting up three generations, how many people still remember this life that they have worked hard for?
The snow, really sleet, hit the face with pain, and there was nowhere to hide. After eating a hot meal in the hope, the small idea of sitting on the balcony and watching the snow fly without going out or going downstairs did not come true.
Can you drink a glass of none"? Probably the most appropriate poem on a snowy day. It's a pity that there have been at least seven winters without "drinking" on a snowy day. The one who can drink is gone, with whom shall I drink? Picked up the cup and poured two cups of boiled water in one go, and there was no regret of "one cup of drink" under the pressure.
The weather forecast says that the state of sleet is going to be over this weekend. This is one of the unsatisfactory things about life. The unity of heaven and man, the philosophical view of our ancestors, how difficult it is to realize. Any destruction and disrespect for the natural environment is essentially destruction and disrespect for oneself. Is the extreme weather that has occurred around the world this year a kind reminder or punishment from God? God knows!
It's snowing, the sky is clear, don't forget to wear a padded jacket when it's snowing. How can you forget, wearing a down sweater and shivering from the cold. Sitting at home, listening to the snow drops in the sleet and the sound of hitting the glass windows, I can't help but feel that it is better to snow!
In the evening, the snow that had not fallen for a week was forecasted, and it was finally long overdue, on the day of the beginning of spring. Will it freeze tomorrow? Definitely! Tomorrow's minimum temperature is minus 6 degrees! Hehe.
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