2, the sky is getting darker and darker, my mood more and more excited, because the snow is getting bigger and bigger. Small snowflakes spinning in the air, dancing a beautiful air ballet, drifting and spreading on the ground.
3, only to see the snowflakes fluttering from the air, like a noble white swan fanning the white feathers, feathers slowly flew down, fell on the crystalline ground.
4. Snow is falling. What a beautiful snowflake ah. In the early winter just left the work, snowflakes in real time to show the arrival of winter. After class work, the students ran to the playground, some in the applause, some in the leap, some outstretched hands to pick up the flying snowflakes. Look at it, look at it, the snow has covered the earth. There is snow in the sky, on the ground, everywhere. White earth, white buildings, white woods.
5, my heart began to snow, snow noiselessly covered all, annihilation of confusion, pride and grief, when everything returned to silence, the world suddenly became bright and clear.
6, the class, I fondly look out the window at the white snowflakes, thinking: small snowflakes, more, I want to pile up a beautiful snow princess; small snowflakes, more, the air becomes more fresh and pure; small snowflakes, more, let the wheat quilt a little thicker.
7, the snow is not thick. Between the lawn, in front of the building, the holly side and the sparse tree under the path, by the thin sparse white cover, showing more than the sunshine when more peace of mind to. Like this pure white sky, pure and smooth as the wood lattice between the windowpaper, through the eyes of the flow of the quiet.
8, snowflakes simple, snowflakes obscure, snowflakes never care about fame and fortune, simple, happy, this is the spirit of snowflakes.
9, look up at the bright sky, but also leisurely scattered countless pieces of dancing gray snowflakes, so, to me, quietly fell on my face, head, shoulders, I seem to be in the sky dancing snow fairy tale kingdom, enjoy these lovely and innocent elves to bring the cozy. At this time, the mountains, valleys are quiet, wallowing in a deep sound sleep.
10, winter snow song is so wonderful, beautiful. Every winter it is repeatedly singing the pure song, light sound, strict law. I think, this song of snow should not just winter unique music, it should be everyone's song of life.
11, the sky snowflakes flying, they are so leisurely automatic, so pure and flawless. As if the whole world is covered by this breath. Blow a breath, as if immediately to melt you. Outside the window of the ginkgo reluctantly drifted down the leaves of those few pieces, hanging this white one.
12, from the far north rolled with sandy winds, immediately that high blue sky in late autumn, became gray and yellow color. All the scenery changed color, the sun to avoid a little shadow can not be seen. The top of the head of the sky, as if gradually become heavy, pressed down, to be pressed on the human head.
13, outside the window snowflakes are still softly sprinkled, covering the daytime clamor of this small town, this would have been a very quiet night rendered even more serene. I spread out the pen and ink, trying to depict the sleeping world, but let me how shallow painting, but how can not draw the heart of the serenity and calm.
14, once the snow, snowflakes, people seem to have come to a quiet realm, to a crystal clear fairy tale world. The fragrance of the pine, the snow that pure, give people a kind of cool and soothing. Everything is filtered, everything is sublimated, become pure and beautiful.
15, the heart has always had a section that can not be solved, I do not know if I think too much or self-centered. Always feel that the relationship with each other as snow, a moment as big as a small, a moment close to a moment of estrangement.
16, late at night, the daytime traffic on the street only street lamps only lonely shadow. Snowflakes at this time wantonly bloom, open up a large large and colorful flowers. Wrapped up in this peaceful city, like a white butterfly drawing a fluttering arc.
17, large pieces of snowflakes like millions of elegant, noble white butterfly flying in the sky. I opened the window, stretching out my hand to pick up the snowflakes, and saw a piece of snowflakes fell into my hands, I was very happy. But when I retracted my hand, it melted. Why was it so shy? The more the snow falls, the more the snowflakes fall smaller and smaller, only to see the dense snowflakes swirling and falling to the ground.
18, often think: life, as white as snow, mind, should be as pure as snow, right? A person to a clear mind and calm state of mind through the years, perhaps precisely what can not be missing, is like a snowflake as calm. At any time, learn to look at the world with an appreciative eye, look at the people around you, you will have a few more points to face all the frank.
19, raise your head to see the snowflakes falling from the sky, originally just a piece of the sky, gradually feel the sky at some point on the color than elsewhere more white, and in the left and right rotating movement, and finally see, that is a snowflake, like a fairy hovering down, more like a small umbrella soldier in the air swaying, swaying down to the mountains, fell to the ground, and so the earth added a point of white.
20, the snowflakes once again gently drifted down, fell on the shoulders. How did nature create them? How did nature create them? Can not help but reach out, want to see this six-petal crystalline flowers is how the posture, but I did not expect it in the palm of the instantly faded, from the fingers slipped. Even if they once bloomed how gorgeous, ultimately can not escape the clutches of death.
21, snowflakes, like a cute little elf, strolling in the clouds, flying; and like a dandelion, spinning in the air, rising.
22, another warm winter, did not see the snow drift. Even if the snow in Jiangnan is not as good as the northern scenery. Although the silver, it is difficult to see the enchanting, but also less "lonely boat Demoiselle Weng, fishing alone in the cold river snow" of the silence. Beauty and ugliness is only in the mind, every season has a flaw, spring is the same; every night has a romantic, winter night is also so.
23, snow up. What a beautiful snowflake ah. In the early winter just came, the snowflakes reported the arrival of winter in time. After class, the students ran to the playground, some cheering, some jumping, some open hands to catch the fluttering snowflakes. Look, look, look, the snow has covered the earth. There is snow in the sky, on the ground, everywhere. White earth, white houses, white woods.
24, snowflakes like a group of lovely little elves, dancing in the air, like jade as moist, like willow flakes as light, by the wind blowing in the air spinning.
25, the snow more and more big, dry branches of trees decorated with snow, no longer monotonous; roadside parked vehicles into a pure white top white windows, such as cartoon fantasy; neighborhood entrance high hanging red lanterns, the top of the snow reflection and more red; school playground table tennis table all covered with snow, a picture of silver.
26, our life, can not always be like a southern province, our winter may also come at any time. But we just have to remember, no matter how cold the winter, brave face, we can see the white butterfly-like snowflakes flying at will. Please firmly believe that: winter is here, snowflakes bloom!
27, a night of heavy snow, the roof of the city accumulated a layer of thick snow, standing on the flat roof of the high-rise buildings look out, like rolling snowy mountains.
28, these snowflakes - all made up of small ice flowers, each small ice flowers have six petals, some petals like the Shan Su flowers put out a beautiful little side tongue, some are round, some are arrow-shaped, or jagged, some are complete, some are lattice, but are not beyond the six-petal type of range! .
29, I looked at the sky fluttering snowflakes, through the snowflakes, I seem to see a world of powdered snowflakes. In that world, the snowflakes are a cute little elf, adding gorgeous colors to the snowflake world.
30, the pine trees behind the building is more beautiful, the pine trees every winter is the most beautiful, pine trees and snowflakes are the most suitable, the most beautiful. Lawn, the original just light green, after the snow, from green to white, and, to the small lawn paved a white carpet like. Snow day, really good!
31, the arrival of winter, the north wind whistling, snow flying in the sky, gentle, white. Like goose feathers, like white flowers, such as light smoke, such as willow flakes, fluttering on the ground. Houses, trees are covered with a white coat, really "mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax elephant," the earth into a world of pink makeup.
32, the window fluttering snowflakes, like a thousand butterflies to the window glass, in the glass naughty crash, and fluttering to the side.
33, when that an unexpected snowflake, such as the beautiful chapter, layer after layer, came to the time, my heart only a dust storage of joy, as if reunited, gently knocked on the door of the years, once the story of the plain as water, will be burned out of the case of the candlelight, point to reflect the hand of the yellowed scrolls in my hands.
34, snowflakes such as butterflies dancing, snowflakes such as a noble and elegant princess, dancing her mysterious veil, bringing gusts of cold wind. Snowflakes are like a child who is afraid of cold, drilling straight into your clothes, looking for a warm place.
35, after a heavy snow, to the earth's draped in white infinite carpet, looks like Simmons, really want to let people lie on, above the roof, the snow girl generous to give him a layer of thick quilt, the road tree also seems to be changed into a silver everywhere is a piece of silver, pink makeup and jade scene!
36, the snow has fallen, that a snowflake in the air dancing in various poses, or flying, or hovering, or straight fast fall, laying on the ground, at this moment, everything is beautiful, a are silent, standing in front of the window, the laughter of the snowflakes, but the laughter of the piece of snow in my ears ringing. Their joy, I can hear.
37, that floating snowflakes, fluttering down, see that countless snowflakes down, as if countless petals purposely closed up, and like to people in the dance, but also like countless little angels, in the dedication to us fragrant breath. It's so beautiful!
38, the snow is falling more and more big, some like the heavenly maiden scattered petals; some like naughty children in the heel; some hold together, like jade carved orb; and some like the leaves as elegant, dignified floated down.
39, the stream in the big creek stone and small creek stone are covered with white snow. It seemed as if there were a herd of white calves, drinking in the stream; as if there were two white lions sleeping in the snow; as if there were a few white bears, preparing to venture out of the stream and walk up the stream bank in the snow.
40, snowflakes it is very simple, whether it is a rough look, or a careful viewing, it is like a piece of simple silver, silver sets in the trees, roofs, mountains. There are snowflakes everywhere.
41, at this time, I looked again to the distant mountains. See, the dwarf pines on the mountain more and more green and black, the tip of the tree topped with a bun of white flowers, as if the Japanese caretaker woman. The tips of the mountains are all white, giving the blue sky a silver edge. Some places on the slopes of the snow thicker, and some places where the grass color is still exposed, so that a white, a dark yellow, to the mountains to wear a watery pattern of flowers.
42, a thousand snowflakes like curly open flowers ...... hands of snowflakes like pearls, exuding a soft beauty is the gift of God to people. However, like a flash in the pan, it melted between my fingers, dripping down the finger cracks.
43, snowflakes, is the world's most holy flowers, when you quietly listen to the music of the sky, the world of fickleness and clamor, seem to have left you far away, the only thing left is pure, that is, the mind to forget all the free, that is in the world without dust, life is free to breathe the calm and peace of mind.
44, the snow fell in droves, that a snowflake in the air dancing with a variety of postures, or flying, or circling, or straight fast fall, spread on the ground.
45, snowflakes, a thin slice of snowflakes from the sky, fluffy, so that people feel that winter will not be cold. Snowflakes are elves, bring the good to earth. White snowflakes drifting to the trees, we will feel the branches of the group of butterflies dancing, not happy; drifting to the ground, the earth was decorated with a silver, not fresh and holy spirit.
46, look up, sometimes snowflakes like meteors; sometimes snowflakes like countless small umbrellas falling from the sky; sometimes snowflakes like flocks of white swans; sometimes snowflakes like roaring lions; sometimes snowflakes soft like a gentle sheep.
47, snowflakes so naughty, so mischievous, like the elves, it mischievously from the people's neckline drill in, and then smiled and melted away, so that there is a hint of cold.
48, snowflakes quietly falling. The fluttering snowflakes, one, and another is like a dandelion in the sky, but also like countless young and unnamable life, in the pale night sky trembling, floating, rippling. The look was so pleasant, the change was so magical. Tian Jing seems to feel that there is a white giant wing is in the underworld to cover the earth, unknowingly in front of the eyes is already a white piece.
49, black hair bundled with white ribbons, a snow-white satin. Waist girdle a white silk long spangled tapestry, on the tie a piece of sheep's fat white jade, outside the soft smoke Luo light veil. Eyebrows long into the temples, thin and gentle eyes, the bridge of the nose, white skin.
50, because in Jiangnan, so every snow fall always makes me feel precious. Although nowadays I am very afraid of the cold, but it is because of the snowflakes have a shear affection, so I always smile into the winter, gently dyeing the fragrance of the heart of the release, in order to be quiet as the quiet of the blossoming flowers, quietly waiting for the arrival of the snow.
51, a small snowflake drifted to the river, into a drop of water. Hush, listen carefully, that more small snowflakes are in the river with small fish and shrimp to tell their pro-life experience it! You see, they are having so much fun! Suddenly, another small snowflake from the air slowly drifting down, he floated to the empty Tiananmen Square, became a first comer on the ground. In this way, one after another little snowflake after another from the air.
52, in that year into the winter season, the wind of the mind, and the sound of falling snow, blowing this kernel. It bit by bit to knock open the foolish love sadness, let your eyes and eyebrows to my dark words close.
53, a small snowflake, fluttering, fluttering, light as smoke, white as jade, like a group of small fairies wearing a small white saree, slow and light from the sky.
54, the first snow, often snow flakes are not big, not too dense, such as willow flakes with the wind, with the wind blowing more and more fierce, the more dense snow, snowflakes are also getting bigger and bigger, like weaving a white net, ten feet far away from what can not be seen.
55, willow general snow, reeds general snow, light smoke general snow, flow, chase, come when the dust is not stained, fall when the point of dust is not shocked. A small hexagonal flower, exquisite, no one heavy. Powder carving, however, which artist can design such exquisite lines? Which carving can carve out such a detailed artifacts rather than the masterpiece of nature, I prefer to believe that it is the tears of a fairy in the Palace of Heaven!
56, the east has just revealed the first reddish haze, the river like a freshly groomed girl, finishing the morning makeup in the mirror, cheeks flying out of a few pieces of shy redness.
57, snow more and more big, dry branches of trees decorated with snow, no longer monotonous; roadside parked cars into a pure white top white windows, such as cartoon fantasy; neighborhood entrance high hanging red lanterns, the top of the snow reflection and more red; school playground, ping-pong table all covered with snow, a picture of silver.
58, crystalline snowflakes, flurry of snowflakes, snowflakes dancing in the wind, weaving a crystal clear "big net", the colorful world shrouded into a "snow kingdom", quietly waiting for the arrival of spring.
59, outside the window, a snowflake, charming beauty, elf-like dance, crystal clear, gentle as jade. My eyes more intoxicated, adorned in the corner of the eyes of the faint surprise, the snowflakes falling silently, ice posture soft bone, wave dance, I leaned against the window standing still, listening to pieces of snow murmuring and rambling.
60, snowflakes gave me unlimited reverie, gave me poetic romance. Snowflakes and heart *** dance, accompanied me through those youthful years, in my heart opened a holy flower.
61, snowflakes bring us endless fun. Back home, I quietly watch the snow scene. I suddenly thought: jewelry brings people face, snowflakes bring people endless joy. Snow is not as gorgeous as jewelry, not as dazzling as jewelry, but it brings people more precious things than face money, that is, from the heart of the joy, have joy than have money face better.
62, winter snowflakes, after all, came a little late, snowflake-like existence of the spirit, is the point to open the world.
63, the night half central, snow into the window, who read the west wind alone cool, leaf fall for who hurt? A cup of moonlight, to the shadow of the flow of grief. The first thing you need to do is to get the best out of your life, and you'll be able to do it in the best possible way. If it's not hard to help yourself in the depths of your love, how would you be able to think about it? The end of the world to look for, and then back to my body, allow me to sigh y, the rest of life two blank.
64, with the stream to scoop up the water, the water, look at the water on the snow waves cloud waves, the heart of the leisure and elegance, that has long forgotten the mediocre things, but there is still a little bit of letting go, there is a little bit of anachronistic sentimental, roaming on the heart. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the water, and then you'll be able to see what's going on, and then you'll be able to see what's going on, and then you'll be able to see what's going on.
65, point snowflakes, scattered at the end of the season, winter also seems to be for the arrival of this parting, seemingly shy, snowflakes are clusters, this time, but doubly flashy, in the ray of warm sunshine, colorful, exudes a charming breath, winter snowflakes, extraordinarily enchanting, the river and mountain is really so delicate. Winter in the north, is bitterly cold, less delicate in the south.
66, goose feather-like snowflakes rustling constantly down, woven into the canopy snow curtain. Like willow flakes, silver like white, jade like moist, one by one, a cluster, one after another, Ran down, flashing cold silver light. Is it a little angel sent by the Lord of Heaven? Or someone in the sky scattered countless transparent white pear petals.
67, a piece of small snowflakes like smoke as light, jade as pure, silver as white, fluttering, fluttering, from the sky, kissing the earth for a long time.
68, how pure snowflakes, it makes all the passers-by feel its beauty, let everything have it. Overnight, the road on both sides of the lawn, holly, flowers and rocks, trees ...... are like to do a "beauty", look around, everywhere is white, seems to be a world of snow. Grass covered with a quilt, the trees put on a cotton jacket.
69, snow Zen said: "Listen to the snow, but also listen to the heart, listen to the snow of the moment, the heart will open a quiet lotus. Yes, the snowflakes fall, how many serene heart, listening and comprehension at this moment? And how many clear eyes, gazing at this heaven and earth between the absolute love?
70, this sky snowflakes, fluttering with the wind, like a lovely snow doll, mischievous jumped down, like a fairy, wearing a white dress, light and fluttering; and like a small white flower.
71, "Hoo -" thousands of snowflakes flying in the sky, like silver butterflies, like white petals, like light feathers ...... they dress up the whole earth! As a fairy tale world of powdered jade.
72, goose feather snow is falling from the sky, they are like fairies scattered more than ten million pears, scrambling down, but also a variety of dance.
73, snowflakes, she white crystal, delicate, light and nice, like a white lotus, from the vast air slowly landing, so that our new year is full of new hope.
74, the sky snowflakes flurry, urgent and fast, but the dust can not reach it. Some snowflakes do not know whether to fear or surprise, and companions tightly condensed together, as if the vast expanse of the earth and the boundless sky connected; the unity and separation connected; the nature and the human heart connected.
75, white crystal snowflakes scrambled to fall on the ground, in the "house cake" on the cream, to the flowers and trees dyed white, for the "car brother" painted a "cat suit", really a naughty boy! "really a mischievous egg! Snowflakes per second at an alarming rate down, in an instant, the whole world silver, enchanting, as if laying a white carpet.
76, to see the snow drifting down, the whole world seems to be white. The sky is white, the ground is covered with snow, the roof is covered with snow, the pile of straw is piled up with snow, the branches of the trees are covered with snow, the wheat field is also covered with a layer of snow, as if they are all covered with a white quilt sent by the Winter Maiden. In the snowy days, people were playing in the snow, they were so happy and joyful.
77, in the evening, the snow stopped, the school that wide playground, like covered with a huge bed of down quilt. Stepped on, the soles of the feet issued a creaking sound, so pleasant ah! The willows are full of furry and shiny silver bars, and the evergreen pines are burdened with fluffy and heavy snowballs!
78, listen to the night wind and flowers rendering snow moon no long, a que obsessed cold drunk on earth. In a flash, such as the encounter with the blip, the next open, the next fall, faded in how much despair and line and far. And I, strangers at hand in the end of the world fiber search direction, that a road dusty in the depths of emotion, seems very long.
79, one, two, three, they are first one by one floating, when they are no longer shy, and together hand in hand floating down. Snowflakes how beautiful ah, like willow flakes gently, like cotton soft.
80, dark twilight, drifted a group of white elves, are wearing translucent hexagonal cap, and each has a different pattern, than the New Year's grandma cut the windowpane is even better than the hand of the weavers must be carefully cut, sent to the earth's greeting card it! Beautiful little snowflakes.
81, snowflakes are dancing elves, snowflakes are beautiful angels, I think it is for love. In order to a beautiful encounter, it interpretation of the bone of love, with lotus-like feelings to tell the love of love, with the life interpretation of the pure and unrepentant love.
82, wow, snow can be really big ah! Goose feather-like snowflakes one by one from the air down, the roof, trees, grass, a snow white, and even the road to open the car also seems to wear a snow-white cotton coat overnight. This is the biggest snow I've ever seen, I can't wait to run downstairs to feel the marvelous feeling the snow brings me. The snowflakes danced in the air like little elves, and gently drifted to my face, cool and silky.
83, snowflakes, so that the literati inspired, floating. No wonder the poet Li Taibai praised: Yao Tai snowflakes thousands of points, pieces of blowing down the spring breeze fragrance. Snowflakes, not only make people see the flawless white jade new scenery, but also to see the dawn of spring.
84, snow is pure, just like our human pure heart, let us see the great truth, the great good, the great beauty. The poet Han Yu once wrote: "Snow is too late for spring, so through the trees as flowers," is not obvious that the snow has the quality of self-sacrifice and fearlessness?
85, snow sprinkled to the earth, sprinkled to the dark corners, sprinkled to all need white place. Snowflakes such as flowers falling, rather than fairies down to earth, they danced with a noble body, holding a deep cold, flying out of the sky screen. Each landing is a warm embrace and kiss to the earth, perhaps she does not want to disturb the people who are sleeping, always landing gently, noiselessly to the earth.
86, snowflakes like dancing pink butterflies, happy to shine her "wings" as if the crystalline flakes scattered on the ground, so that the earth in the soft under the mantle rest. The new spring growth is being nurtured.
87, the snowflakes white as jade, it is the heavenly palace sent down the small generals, or the moon palace laurel tree fell on the jade leaves? Snowflakes like a beautiful jade-colored butterfly, like dancing like drunk; like blowing down the dandelion; like floating like flying; like the angel rewarded small white flowers; suddenly scattered and gathered, floating, gently full, worthy of the earth's masterpiece! Just see the snowflakes in front of me like a butterfly as mischievous, a moment to fall under the eaves, a moment to fall on the branches of the trees, but also from time to time drifting in the face of the pedestrians.
88, gradually, the density of snow enhanced, the speed is much faster than the beginning, the sky became a silver-white piece, like the sky full of white butterflies dancing in a light rhyme, but also as a pure white flower from the sky.
89, snowflakes, is the representative of the sacred purity of the earth. I like snowflakes, like its crystal clear, like its white flawless.
90, the magnificent hexagonal petals, smoke as light, jade as moist, cloud-like white, quietly fell to the ground, for the mother earth covered with a layer of cotton.
91, I went outdoors, in the sky flying snowflakes, in the white agaric, looking up at the sky falling snowflakes, hand out, catch the falling snowflakes, I carefully observed the snowflakes, the whole snowflake is hexagonal, it is very neatly stretched pattern, like the tree branches apart.
92, snowflakes, is the sky landed on earth's elves, she, pure and spotless, immaculate, elegant. She is the thoughts of winter, but also the only beautiful scenery and color in winter. When the snowflakes flying in the air, a plain coat can not hide her color, the world has become a pure and enchanting because of the visit of snowflakes.
93, like cotton wool general snow, like reed general snow, like dandelion with fluffy seeds general snow, fluttering in the wind.
94, snowflakes are still floating in the sky, floating. I used to paint, leaving snowflakes. One stroke, two strokes, the snowflakes were enlarged by me. Uh, not enough. I picked up the camera and photographed the snowflakes and snow magnificence. The snowflakes were like shy yet, drifting to the other side with the wind.
95. In the middle of the night, I dreamed that it was snowing heavily outside my window. After waking up early, pull open the curtains - outlook between heaven and earth, the only snowflakes, like blowing down the petals, one after another; like the seven fairies scattered flowers, fluttering in the sky.
96, the morning sky drifted a group of white elves, they are wearing translucent hexagonal cap, but each has a different style, than the New Year's grandma carefully cut the window flowers to look good.
97, snowflakes from the endless sky gently falling down, flurry, fluttering ...... a flower, a piece of crystal like jade, white, like the heavenly fairy sprinkled jade leaves, silver flowers, but also like the heavenly palace sent white angels, it is so beautiful, selfless earth dressed up as a fairy tale of the white The white kingdom of the fairy tale.
98, the snow is a little bigger, the snowflakes are like a naughty child running in the snow, to the embrace of the mother earth to run, a blink of an eye is gone.
99, is the waves crashing here, so dazzling and lively? It is the magnolia Phi Xia fighting for color, so white and beautiful? Oh! She is more crystalline than the waves, she is more holy than the magnolia! She? Is the snowflakes dancing in the wind, the messenger of winter, the guardian of the crops!
100, snowflakes fly off and on, when big and small, and for a while even as big as goose feathers, just not as dense as in the winter months, can not be piled up, melting in the twinkling of an eye disappeared. I stood behind the window and looked out, looking at the grass ready to sprout, looking at the flowers that do not want to bud, but also looking at the "east wind is good for Yang and make, every grass and flowers reported to happen".
101, snowflakes are very white, white so pure. They make the earth also very pure, very beautiful. I have a feeling that snow not only makes everything pure, but also makes people's hearts become as beautiful and pure as it.
102, ah! Snowflake girl, I want to praise you, you are so selfless, put their own short life, dedication to the earth, you protect the crops, so that they spend the winter in your arms, in your moisturizing, they thrive, you bring us fun, this snowflake world is our paradise. Snowflake girl, your pure spirit, broad-minded, selfless dedication, so that I y admire you.
103, the scenery in the snow is magnificent, the sky and the earth is a color, can only see a piece of silver, as if the whole world is decorated with silver. After the snow, the sheer white snow decorating the world, agarwood, powdered jade, white color, really a school of snow in the year of the joyful scene.
104, goose feather-like snowflakes, from the sky of the Tongyun dense clouds drifted down, the ground a moment on the white.
105, in this snow dance season, silent and boundless thoughts, fine hexagonal elves, dancing form like willow, like rushes, like butterflies, such as drunkenly gazing, that a crystal in the infiltration of my dreams, snow, falling on the branches, eaves, all kinds of buildings, sketching out the beautiful arcs of the different landscapes in the dew of the moonlight under the background, sparkling sparkle, fusion in the hazy vision, if there seems to be nothing, a piece of snow, the snow is not a good thing, but the snow is a good thing. The first time I saw this, it was a very good idea.
106, the ever-changing snowflakes, sometimes like a piece of petal fluttering, sometimes like a wisp of willow flakes singing and dancing, and sometimes like a poplar before and after the crowd.