Tread on the snow for spring
Text/Yafeng
The heavy snow that flutters creates a severe cold and adds to the romance of winter. I suddenly became innocent, and I had to walk on the thick snowy land to see that I wanted to taste the warmth of spring in the harsh winter, and look for spring in the snow.
First came a forest of deciduous trees, where in the distance you could see bare dead branches and occasionally dead leaves hanging from the branches, some of which still held up small clumps of snow and even small ice hanging from them. Depressed and indifferent. Looking closer, the dead branches are lined with rows of bean-sized velvet sprouts, willow trees, poplar trees, elms, locust trees... Xiao Shu is only an illusion, and the decay is the beginning of the new life, and they are already doing the spring thing. In front of them was a forest of pines and cypresses, and the not very tall boxwoods and privets that surrounded the roadside, and although their branches were covered with snow, they were still emerald green, and there seemed to be no winter in them, and they still grew in the spring, tenaciously holding on to the spring.
The flat ground was covered with thick snow, and the withered blades of grass were exposed on the top of the snow layer, standing tenaciously like masts on the vast sea. It's a big lawn. I gently brushed away the snow with my hands, and ah, at the roots of these dry grasses I saw a faint new green. It turns out that withering is temporary, and growth is eternal. Aren't the lovely green shoots telling us that spring hasn't gone far?
It's a spring and forsythia, and although there are no flowers or leaves, their still green branches are covered with buds the size of green beans. Standing proudly is the magnolia, its leafless branches growing buds wrapped in a layer of fluff, shaped and sized like peanut rice. Also bearing buds on the dark purple branches are peach trees, which are braving the cold to tell us that they are ready for the new year. Looking at those lovely buds, I could already smell the scent of early spring flowers.
A group of children on the snow are playing like crazy snow, they chase, throw snowballs at each other, roll on the snow... Their little red faces were dripping with sweat and their heads were steaming hot; they took off their hats, threw away their gloves, and even more simply took off their cotton or down jackets and wore only thin sweaters or threads; they dressed in spring and enjoyed the warmth of spring in the bitter cold. Whether it was because I had trekked in the snow for a ride, or was infected by the children, I also had a slight sweat on my body, and spring came to my side.
On a cold snowy day, the trees spit out new shoots, the grass glows beautifully under the snow layer, the flowers that bloom in early spring have buds, and the children play in the snow. As people often say, when the harsh winter arrives, will the warm spring be far away?
I smelled spring in the bitter cold, and I chased the footprints of spring on the silver-clad earth.
(Beijing at the end of 2021)
【About the author】Ya Feng (male), a native of Beijing, a literature lover who studied mathematics, has published nearly one million words of works or launched on the Internet after retirement. Carry forward the righteousness, praise the truth, goodness and beauty, and keep working hard in the old age.
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