Creation of "Appreciating Chu Qing after Snow in a Small Town"

Xue Rou is like fog and light as smoke; Like a layer of gauze, it will break when poked, and like a white cotton-padded jacket, it wraps everything in time; It is so white, pure and elegant. Snow, these six magnificent flowers, gradually turned into goose feather snow from insignificant sporadic light snow, and finally, like a strong wind, came.

In a blink of an eye, the earth was wrapped in silver. Snow walked around the world for seven or eight days before it gradually became smaller. I ran out of the door, and the fresh air came at me, which was refreshing. Looking through this white snow curtain, there are traces of snow everywhere. You see, the mounds and peaks in the distance, even the tall buildings in the past are covered with snow. Everything seems to be in the fog, just like in the clouds, solemn and full of mystery, and the whole world is shrouded in white. Although, the snow is beautiful. However, it has stayed in this world for too long after all. All the ruthlessness is occupied by it. People no longer like snow. They hate it completely. Because snow brings infinite pain to people. The road was closed and the vehicles were trapped inside ... Finally, the sun rested for many days, and today it began to work again ... The warmth of the sun is weak, but it also contains a kind of beauty.

On a sunny day after snow, I stopped in the wild. At this time, the bright sunshine is sprinkled on the gentle snowfield, which is silent and invisible, with a pure and pure soul and an enchanting charm intertwined with snow and sunshine. On the way back and in the village, you will hear the children having snowball fights. The drifting snow mass was thrown on the wall, sprinkled on the children's faces, and accidentally landed on the branches, making the curled-up birds laugh and cry, just like a beautiful picture of warmth in winter.