Poetic winter

Poetic winter

Although winter does not have the colorful colors of spring, the vitality of summer, and the fragrance of fruits in autumn, the elegant white snow, the proud wintersweet, and the warm sunshine give People create a poetic and picturesque state of mind.

"Ling Han bloomed alone in the corner of the wall." Since I moved to the community where I live now, I have planted several plum trees in the garden in front of my door. Every year until now, the plum trees will bloom. The flowers are small and red, scattered on the branches. The wind and snow stand proudly, exuding a faint fragrance. Although wintersweet is not as gorgeous as peaches and plums, its proudness is incomparable to other flowers. In the cold winter, only plum blossoms bloom with smiles. The colder the weather, the more beautiful they bloom!

"The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow loses the fragrant plum blossoms." Yes, plum blossoms are not as elegant as snow, but their fragrance is intoxicating. I think the winter plum blossoms against the backdrop of snow are the most beautiful. The ancients walked through the snow to look for plum blossoms. How poetic and elegant that was!

"The south hall is bright in winter, and the windows are warm and welcoming." The sun has come out, shining warmly on the earth. The snow scene is decorated with a layer of golden patterns, and the ice glistens under the refraction of the sun. The sun in winter is not as hot as in summer. Wisps of sunshine lazily shone on my shoulders, and my heart was filled with a kind of tranquility. People seemed to be full of endless vitality and came out to relax and relax.

The poet said, winter is coming, can spring be far behind? In winter, I feel the lively and elegant taste, and I have expectations for the warmth of spring.

It turns out that with the poetic winter, every day is so beautiful!