On a quiet night, the coffee and milk tea at hand exudes warm heat. Such tranquility,It seems that time flies by and the words and ink left behind have settled into a comfortable picture. I closed my eyes and fell asleep, but I clearly knew that my heart had fallen into the lingering fragrance of milk, the silence and serenity of the night, just like an old gramophone, each sound revealed the elegance of the years.

Suddenly a beautiful child-like voice came to my ears, it’s snowing! This voice belongs to me,Like the sound of nature, it stirs up ripples in my heart.

He moved to the window with brisk steps, stretched out his hand, and received a handful of white cute elves. The snow in early winter is especially soft and cute. Carefully holding the beauty in her hands, not daring to blink easily, but helplessly, the watery child slowly disappeared in the heat of her hands, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad.

It is late at night, the sky is filled with snow, and the days are falling one after another, and the Tianbaoyao flowers help everything bloom. Standing by the window, watching the night world become noisy with the arrival of snow. At this moment, I am a person looking at the scenery, and maybe you may be a beautiful scenery in my eyes.

Have a good night's sleep.

With a pious mood, wake up leisurely in the morning light. The glass window refracted the sunlight outside, turning it into a purple beam of light. I thought I was dazzled by it. When did Yang Guang choose a purple coat for himself?

The morning air is crisp, but clean without a trace of impurities, just like the pure white snow covering every corner. The sun gradually rose in the distance, and the sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, leaving mottled figures on the snow, as if they were broken into pieces. In such sunshine, even if the whistling wind passes by, I still feel warm, and my whole person seems to be lazy.

On campus, you can see playful figures and snowmen of different shapes everywhere. Happiness is contagious, and on mornings like this, deep contentment and happiness arise from deep within. Wandering around with a camera, thinking of yourself as a wandering gypsy, humming your beloved flamenco melody, singing happily even if you have nothing. As Gypsy once said:Time is used to wander, the body is used to love, life is used to forget, and the soul——is for singing. With such a romantic fantasy, I stopped and walked, recording beautiful moments everywhere, looking for the most primitive romance in life. The most real thing about life is not that it is grand, but that even just a snowfall can bring deep feelings.

Why bother yourself and pursue the ethereal? Why go to the so-called distant places to find happiness?

The sun rises and sets, the flowers bloom and fade, every day is a different style.

Not to mention, what about the world covered in silver?

I am surrounded by snow and have forgotten the way I came. My dear friend, can you do me a favor and accompany me to get lost in the "thousands of pear blossoms" blooming in early winter? Let us chant that beautiful word together:

Mu Hong’s cry.

Even later came the sound of earth and the dark wind.

It is made to be condensed, the same clouds are dim, and the jade dragons from all over the world are rising.

The beautiful scenery of thousands of houses is decorated with beautiful flowers.

The best thing is to order poetry friends and indulge in intoxication around the fire under the paper tent.

Yin Zhu.

Search for the best product, the fragrance is fresh outside the bamboo, and the golden buds spray the new pistil.

It looks like gritty silver sand, or a white butterfly, flying high and low in the sky.

Knowing peace is a sign of harmony between yin and yang.

This mysterious principle, when you meet Ziyou, you will appreciate the innocence of Jiang.