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[Prose poem] Hold on, on this snowy day

Hold on, on this snowy day

Ye Zhiquan

In the early morning, the skylight is blocked, and the wind and snow are safe.

Passionately sing a song, persistently adhere to the difficulties.

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[Prose poem] Hold on, on this snowy day

It did snow, exactly as predicted.

It wasn't fully dawn yet, and I hurried out of bed to open the curtains.

Outside the window, the snow is still flying like a flower...

[Prose poem] Hold on, on this snowy day

With this snow drift, the mountains are wrapped in silver,

The most pleasant thing is to step on the snow, soft and soft,

Make a "crunching" and "crunching" sound, step by step.

Looking back, the road I walked was so clear...

But it brought me mixed feelings that were unclear and unclear.

[Prose poem] Hold on, on this snowy day

Stick to the lonely and lonely station, my work, life,

Including everything I do, who's to say it's not a spirit.

With a full body of dust and a little tiredness, with the mountains and steel rails as companions;

"Take the snow as the order" is a loud slogan I often shout.

[Prose poem] Hold on, on this snowy day

Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow, standing on the white earth, the past suddenly appeared;

The first snow of that year was particularly precious, and I was lucky enough to walk into the small station.

After the purification of the snow, the mind has almost changed into a human being.

Take to the platform and admire the atmospheric, majestic, spectacular and magical snow.

[Prose poem] Hold on, on this snowy day

Thousands of rivers and mountains, Yunshu and cloud rolls;

I elevated the wonderful feeling of snow to a very high level.

Perseverance, in the mountains, on every lonely and lonely night;

At this moment, the passion is still, the memory burned on the rails.

[Prose poem] Hold on, on this snowy day

Perseverance, wind and rain, and the pursuit of the beauty of great good require this spirit.

Think about it, I escorted the mountain railway in the unbridled wind and snow moon;

And this life, in the end, is the perseverance and dedication without complaint and regret;

I love the little station ah, hold on, on this snowy day.

Editor-in-Chief: Yang Guangming

Editor: Peng Luanyan Hu Jie

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