It's cold outside, but my heart is warm.

It's cold outside, but my heart is warm in winter. The wind is no longer soft, and the evil wind howls. I looked up and the branches were bald. A few days ago, there were some leaves hanging on it alone. I don't know when, they also fell, leaving only branches silently welcoming the baptism of ice and snow in the cold wind. I suddenly felt a little confused. Looking up at the sky, I wanted to find the angel hanging in the sky-the star, but I didn't see it, so I felt a little more. My mind is full of things these days.

Weather on Monday, February 8, 65438: cloudy

Today, the temperature is extremely low and it is dark, but I haven't finished cleaning the classroom. On the way home, I walked this road for many years, but today I am a little scared. I looked back and forth. It is empty. I was scared. Will there be ghosts? Every time the branches on the roadside shake, I feel like "a grass and a tree", that corner. There is a familiar figure wandering around. It's too dark. I approached, only to find that it was my mother. He is like a glimmer in the darkness and a lifeline in my life. "Mom, it's too cold. What are you doing here? " "I'll wait for you. It's dark. You didn't go home. Your father and I are very worried. " "I'm on duty today. Don't wait for me later. It's too cold. Be careful of catching a cold. " "I thought you would be afraid ..." "It's okay, I'm not afraid! Whoever dares to scare me, I will bite him ... "Although I am very scared inside, I will be strong in front of my mother and don't let him worry.

Waiting again and again, that worried look, makes my heart warm.

65438+February 10 Wednesday weather: light snow

When I woke up in the morning, I was greatly surprised. It was snowing outside, the ground was covered with a white blanket, the branches were not bare, and the roof was covered with thick snow. On the way to school, there are not many students watching the road. I was in a hurry, and the cold wind got into my coat. I subconsciously pulled the zipper. "Oh, my god, I pulled the zipper. I was in a hurry and came to school. " The deskmate said, "Don't be so sad." .

A needle and a thread, warm eyes. It warms my heart.

65438+February 65438+February Friday weather: cloudy.

It's still cloudy today, but the temperature continues to drop. Walking on my way to school in the morning, I suddenly remembered "It's not cold in snowy days". Looking around, the snow of the day before yesterday has almost melted, and the hay on the roadside has also been crushed to death by this heavy snow. Looking at the court, the dealer was half dead, hunched over and looked down at the time. It was still early, so I strolled along the road. At this moment, I heard someone calling me behind my back. It's too late. Not cold. I don't know why I feel warm when I hear this sentence. Now I really regret "singing the devil's advocate" with her in primary school.

A simple and faint greeting, that kind eyes, let my heart warm.

Alas, perhaps the distant eyes or greetings in memory no longer exist. On the way to winter, we still have to walk with a smile.