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Prose l winter (Shandong: Zhang Fuxian)

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Prose l winter (Shandong: Zhang Fuxian)

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A cold wind blew open the door of the courtyard and hit me in the face, and I couldn't help but shiver. Oh, it turns out that winter has reached this northern town.

The yellow-clad trees were stripped of their plackets by the north wind, emaciated round and round, until they were skinny and bare, shivering in mid-air. Under the trees, there were piles of dead leaves, and the fallen leaves swirled in the air while the wind was blowing. At the foot of the house, in the alley, on the side of the road, the footprints of dead leaves can be seen everywhere, and the northern scenery takes care of this small village in North China.

The North Wind is non-discriminatory and fair. Blown on the face of a passerby, like a knife cut, like a needle, she is poor or rich, or business or learning, or shi or farmer, or worker or soldier, all are treated equally. She will not be inflammatory, flattering, she is not a villain, not snobbish, not a beggar, she is just and serious. She did not have the gentleness and respectability of the west wind, nor the amiability of the spring wind, she was honest and real, without a trace of falsehood or disguise. She is unique, flavorful, and upright.

Prose l winter (Shandong: Zhang Fuxian)

It was getting colder. A cold wave struck, and snow rose in the sky. Snow chips danced in the wind, gradually turning into fat snowflakes, the snowflakes gathered bigger and bigger, and the goose feather snow fell from the sky, like smoke mist, like willow silk, like light yarn. In an instant, the vast earth was covered with white trunks, fields, trees, and houses, and became bloated and became a pure white color. The colorful world became monotonously white, pure without a single blemish. At this time, the world is good, without a trace of filth, without a trace of evil.

The snow stopped, the sky was clear, and in the silver-clad world, the crowd suddenly bloated and fattened, and the colorful costumes were colorful under the reflection of the sun and snow. On the snow, the children chased, ran, played, and threw snowballs at each other, laughing and laughing like mountain springs clanging, and like chirping warblers hanging from the branches, and then, scattering with the wind, clanging and hitting the snow, like a famous song played on the piano.

A plum stands proudly in the snow, the branches are dotted with red buds, revealing a smile, although there is no bee play butterfly, but it also attracts tourists to stop, pedestrians stop. Hongmei does not seek wealth in the world, but only for the master to appreciate, such as the long sky flying geese, to the sound of the long sky; like the mountain passerby, want to clean reputation and stay.

Winter, there is no grace and magnificence of spring, there is no autumn posture, winter is just and upright, can not tolerate all the unfairness of the world. She does not seek fame and fortune, does not seek power, dots the world, dots the four seasons, silently walks through the forest, across the stream, through the wilderness, over the mountains, for us to usher in next year's March yangchun.

In winter, the pines and greenery stand tall, and the wilderness is reckless, which has a poetic meaning.

In winter, the northern country is wrapped in silver, the earth is frozen and snowy, and the human world is particularly enchanting!

Winter, riding the north wind, riding the east wind, sending away the rich and gentle autumn, ushering in the green spring, she is the master of autumn, she is the messenger of spring. See winter, know spring return!

Prose l winter (Shandong: Zhang Fuxian)

About author:Zhang Fuxian, formerly known as Zhang Huifeng, is a geography teacher at Chengwu Bole No.1 Middle School in Shandong Province. Use poetry to record the joys and sorrows of life, use words to describe the good, evil, beauty and ugliness of the world; good reading, love calligraphy, to praise the true feelings of the world, to say all the unfairness of the world. He is a contracted writer of original Chinese novels, and his works are included in "Chinese Countryside", "Shi Xing Kuangyuan" and "Qingquan Record".

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Prose l winter (Shandong: Zhang Fuxian)