1, December, the bitter cold wind rolled goose feather snow covered the sky, at once, Changbai Mountain silver, full of white.
2, December home, snow, began to flutter. The ground of wheat with the old man and grandchildren's eyes together crazy growth. The return of migratory birds, bringing news of the return of the old man's son, the grandson's father. The buds of the peach tree in his hometown began to sprout.
3. In December, goose feather snow fell from the sky, and everywhere was white, only the pine trees were still as fresh and green, and a bit of snow flakes drifted down on them, as if they were white flowers.
4, December, snowflakes like crystal transparent elves, mischievous tumbling down the mountainside, fell on the ground.
5, December, you finally came, condensation of frost began to show a smile, so seriously listening to your pace, like a long time waiting for the believers are suppressing the strong excitement of the inner pretend to be relaxed smile to meet. I'm not waiting for you, because I'm afraid of the cold that you bring with you.