Sauce Purple FM| Please treat me with snow."

"Late to the day to snow, can drink a cup of nothing", the ancient literati the most elegant thing, is the snowy night, about three or five confidants, around the stove to warm, say some gossip, read some idle books, sing some songs, drink some wine, let the snow and night outside the window, slowly fall into the city.

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Anchor | Yangcheng Evening News all-media reporter Hui Tianjiao

If you have nothing, please treat me with snow. ——Reading a book in the morning, reading such a beautiful sentence, the heart instantly melted.

Think of Bai Juyi's "Green Ant New Wine, Red Clay Small Stove." Late to the day to snow, can drink a cup of nothing", the ancient literati the most elegant thing, is in the snowy night, about three or five confidants, around the stove to warm, say some gossip, read some idle books, sing some songs, drink some wine, let the snow and night outside the window, slowly fall into the city.

The small town where I am located can be described as spring in all seasons, there is little snow, even in winter, it is not full of depression, there are always some flowers in bloom, such as bougainvillea, Fuso flowers, orchids, and moon seasons. Most of the trees are also full of greenery, occasionally sycamores, luan trees, yellow trees, topped with a tree of orange or orange yellow, standing between heaven and earth, let people suddenly realize that this season is already winter. It is really "winter to Jiangnan leaves have not withered, the most is red orange red yellow time".

Because I have never seen snow, my imagination of snow is romantic and rich, flying snow everywhere, wrapped in silver, what kind of fairy tale world is that?

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That year, my sister was studying graduate school in Beijing, in the cold winter, the snow outside the window was blowing, beautiful, a classroom of students, from all over the world, most of them have rarely seen snow, countless hearts, no longer sitting in the classroom, but dancing with the snowflakes outside the window. I don't know who said: "What is the snow like... The willows did not rise because of the wind. "The scene of a thousand years ago, reproduced in an instant. It was during the Eastern Jin Dynasty, when Xie Taifu held family gatherings on cold and snowy days and explained poetry with his sons and nephews. The snow outside the door gradually fell heavier, and TaiFu asked happily, "What does this snow look like?" His brother's eldest son, Sharon, said, "It's almost as good as sprinkling salt in the air." Xie Daoyun, the daughter of another of his brothers, said: "It is better to compare it to the wind blowing willows flying in the sky." This relaxed and harmonious picture was later written into his "Yongxue" by the Southern Song Dynasty literary scholar Liu Yiqing, a warm scene, so it became a good story and was passed down through the ages.

The snow was blowing underground, and in the afternoon, there was a thick snow on the ground, the students in the class could not sit still, the teacher was sympathetic to leave the class early, and the first class of students flew out of the outdoors like birds and played with the snow. Some used scarves or hats to catch snow, some had snowball fights, and my sister built snowmen with a few classmates, and the snowmen were piled up, and she was excited to video chat with me. I saw the white expanse of the courtyard, a chubby snowman sitting in the middle, with a round head, black eyes, a red mouth, and a cute end. A group of men and women, laughing and jumping around it, such a joyful scene, has remained in my mind for a long time.

I also remembered a story I saw on TV: the boy was in the north, the girl was in the south, and he fell in love across thousands of mountains and rivers, but for various reasons, he could not stay together. In the deepest winter, the boy's north is full of snow, the girl's south has no snow, the girl said, I really want to see the snowflakes. The boy then opened the video on his mobile phone and faced the snow in the sky. The girl saw that the white snow was falling one by one like petals, and smiled and said softly, the snow had blossomed. Yes, the snow blossomed, in the bottom of my heart. Even if they can't stay together for a lifetime, such a blossom is enough to beautify their lives.

Snow, pure and crystalline, symbolizes good feelings. I was thinking about it, the mobile phone rang loudly, it was a friend's greeting WeChat, and I mischievously sent him the sentence "If you have nothing, please treat me with snow". My friend is a businessman, and he is a "straight man", and he quickly replied to me very untitled: I am not going to have nothing, you come to Shenzhen, I can't afford to eat a big meal, please eat your favorite street food or afford it. I couldn't help but laugh and reply to him: My heart is already there, and you have entertained me with snow. (Yangcheng Evening News, December 16, 2021 A11 edition Responsible Editor: Wu Xiaopan)

Source | Yangcheng Evening News

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Proofreading | Li Hongyu

Audit | Ai Yu

Issue | Au Kin Yeon