Snowflakes are fluttering like a group of little dancers in white gauze skirts. Accompanied by the fairy music coming from the Heavenly Palace, they are dancing lightly in the air, spinning and dancing ballet in the air. Oh, magical Little snowflakes...? Snowflakes are fluttering, gently falling on the branches of the tree, and being close to it. Are you comforting it that it doesn't have to be sad about losing the green leaves? Or are you quietly telling it the news of spring? Snowflakes are fluttering. Floating, falling gently next to the delicate wheat seedlings, using my own body to resist the invasion of the north wind... Snowflakes floated gently like butterflies, falling gently, for fear of waking up our beautiful beauty. Dream? Oh, kind-hearted snowflakes...? There are more and more snowflakes in the sky, a vast expanse of white, just like the wicker covering my hometown in spring. The snowflakes invite friends and hug each other tightly. They formed a ball and jumped down from the high sky, whirling excitedly. Oh, brave little snowflakes... The snowflakes floated quietly all night. It was dawn, snowflakes Hold your breath, waiting for people's first cheers. Then the ground boils, and the snowflakes become active, turning into big snowballs in the hands of children, blooming on each other's pointed hats and down jackets; or It turned into a snowman with a crooked nose, squatting among the children, grinning mischievously with a mouth made of orange peels. Oh, the lively and cute little snowflake...? The tree was dressed in silvery white Wearing warm white velvet hats on clothes and buildings, the chapped little mouths of wheat seedlings suck the sweet snow water... These are all gifts from snowflakes. Look, people's eyes are shining