【Post-05 Literature】Winter, Snow, year| winter without snow is also interesting

Editor's Note:

Winter is getting deeper, the snow is getting tighter, and in the southern country, snow has become an illusion and expectation. In the cold wind, we look forward to the arrival of snow and the arrival of the year. Therefore, teachers and students use words to write freehand and soul to write scenes, and "Winter Snow Year" is full of poetry.

Winters without snow are also fun

Guangdong Chaozhou Xiangqiao District Lianzheng Experimental School Junior Class 1 (4) Chen Yuhong (13 years old)

My hometown is located in the south of my country, and it is extremely difficult to see a little snow every winter.

But the southern winter still has a lot of interesting things to do.

The water in the south is not only not as cold as the north, but it is somewhat soft and warm. Especially in the small rivers of the countryside, you can see not only the scenes of children playing in the water, but also the women leisurely washing clothes with a washboard by the river, accompanied by jokes.

Winter water is more like a source of happiness for children. We often go to the creek and the river to catch fish. The southern streams are warmer, and the fish swim in groups in the water, enjoying the comfort while forgetting the danger. And this is a good time for us to fish.

We stole the method from our neighbor Zhang Fisherman: people stand in the water, slowly bend down, the center of gravity gradually sinks, hold their breath, and stare at the fish in the water. When the fish in the water are not attentive, we fly like an eagle's claw like an arrow off the string, and take advantage of the situation to grasp the belly of the fish, and the fish has become our bag.

Following this method, we ate quite a few delicious fish. At the same time, we also suffered a lot, often being caught by inspector Aunt Wang, receiving a lot of criticism, and being grounded by the elders many times.

Such an interesting scene must not be seen in the north.

In addition, the southern winds are cool and gentle. In addition to the pictures of children swimming and catching fish by the water's edge, you can also see kites flying on the flat ground, taking pictures on the square, and climbing mountains on holidays.

In the south, winters without snow are just as fun.

(Instructor: Zeng Jiangbao)

New Year's Voice

Guangdong Chaozhou Xiangqiao District Lianzheng Experimental School Junior Class 1 (4) Zhang Baoqi (13 years old)

"In addition to the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su." The New Year is filled with the sound of firecrackers, laughter and festivities.

On New Year's morning, at first the birds' "primrose" sings a small song on the branches; the big yellow dog emerges from its nest and barks a few times, as if to say, "Welcome to the New Year"; the big rooster also stands upright on the wooden fence and says "Happy New Year!" "Everything is greeting the New Year in its own way.

A gust of wind blew through, and in the roar of firecrackers, there was a little more joyous atmosphere on the street.

Three things in the New Year: couplets, bathing, and red envelopes. Often the last link is the favorite of countless children. Children who receive red envelopes often smile and close their mouths. They can buy firecrackers again.

Most of the firecrackers are bought for boys, and once they are bought, they are piled up. There are "throwing cannons" like garlic heads, which are breaded with something like small stones. This "throwing cannon" can be sounded! Boys often use it to scare small animals such as chickens, dogs, and cats. The reaction of the small animals is also very cute, at first it is a "bird of fright" that jumps while barking and jumping. But as long as there is no sound, they will walk away like "people" who have nothing to do.

Not all firecrackers, small children can play. For example, "red firecrackers" can only be fired on solemn days. The movement could be heard by anyone ten or twenty miles away. "Red firecrackers" is a long, long bunch, and the red firecrackers set off the festive and peaceful atmosphere.

When it gets dark, adults and children will set off fireworks together. Some of these fireworks are like golden chrysanthemums blooming and red lotuses blooming; some are like colorful butterflies and dragons soaring; some are like fire trees and silver flowers, and rainbow dances. This situation will last about an hour or two. When the number of fireworks gradually decreased, everyone went back to the living room to chat for a while, and did not fall asleep until the third change.

At this time, the night sky seemed to pull down the sky curtain, isolating the sounds of joy, laughter and celebration just now. The only sounds left are probably snoring and "grunting" cries.

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Every year I think about it

Author: Zeng Jiangbao, teacher of Lianzheng Experimental School in Xiangqiao District, Chaozhou City, Guangdong Province

Winter is slow, but cold is sudden.

Its arrival seems to remind me that this year of mixed tastes is about to pass. So, in the growing cold, the snow fell willfully.

Snowflakes dance in the bitter cold wind, surrounded by a world wrapped in silver.

When I was a teenager, I read "The sun is far away from the mountains, and the cold is poor in the white house." Chai Men smell the barking of dogs, and the wind and snow return to people on the night. "I only feel cold on my back, only the word lonely cold can be interpreted." Now that time has passed, reading the last two sentences again, what comes out is the warmth that has been missing for a long time. Good, "wind and snow night returns to people", a "return" word, how much warmth has been exhausted.

But today's snow is different, the snow blows with the cold wind, encountering between the sky. Looking at those sporadic pure and tall branches, the cycle of life seems to be planning to leave a deep attachment in the cold silence. The snow outside the window is the creation of nature, and the dead branches, dead leaves, residual flowers, and footprints in the snow will arouse our memories of the past.

Snow is a thought, like a white cloud in the sky, soft and soft. It's soft enough to be imaginative: on a cold and windy night, a few childhood playmates come to the house, and the warmth of the indoor stove completely isolates the cold wind. I opened my home-brewed sweet potato wine, and several people faced each other, cup to cup, counting the interesting stories of childhood. The small room will surely be warmer because of this poetic stove.

This snow not only warms the memory, but also warms the heart.

There are always a few scenes in life – like winter, like snow. It has witnessed our journey from a yellow mouth child to a standing year, perhaps not meeting often, but always in the heart, leaving a window of memories for each other.

For snow, I always have a nostalgia that is different from ordinary people. When it snowed as a child, her surviving grandmother would use a jar to store snow water, which is said to be a remedy for summer heat. To this day, I seem to remember the smell of the snow, but I can't keep its fragrance. Ancient people's clouds: "The sky will be twilight, the snow will dance, half plum blossoms and half floating willows." In the mist of flying feathers, the plum blossoms behind the house look particularly dreamy, like flowers in the fog, only the white seeps into the eyes.

The snow of childhood stopped. But I know that it can't go down, just as time goes on. "The deceased is like a sif, who does not give up day and night." Time has always been like this, you did not notice when it came, and you could not hold back when it left. Looking back, it is already in the corridor of life, smiling indifferently, turning into today's snowflakes, like a sky full of stars scattered in the sky, and like a fragment of time, scattered in the heart.

Source: China Youth Daily client