Text/Zhang Yanxia
This morning, the sky was overcast, the ground was wet, as if it had just been sprinkled with water, and the whole person and even the campus were filled with water. After lunch, the sky began to drift with snowflakes, small white feathers, and like blown pear petals scattered and falling.
After the lunch break, the cloak and hat were just about to go out, suddenly saw the goose feathers floating around the window, as if the white dancers were dancing to the fullest, I rode on the tram, and suddenly collided with the wind and snow, the warm and baked face, was kissed by the snowflakes, instantly melted, there was a cool feeling on the face, let people immediately have a lot of spirits. The beautiful snowflakes, the ultimate snowscape, and the first heavy snow of the year brought me and the children a lot of expectations.
When I came to the office, I could still hear the campus boiling everywhere, the children running around the campus, jumping, chasing, fighting, cheering and cheering. A small face on its back, arms outstretched, open mouths to meet the snow flying.
In the hallway of the teaching building, a small red face opened up, and the red little hands stretched out of the railing, and the eyes stared straight at the snow, expecting the snowflakes to fly. Despite the chill, the heat is indescribable. The bell rang in class, and the children still did not want to leave for a long time.
In the second class, I saw clusters, pieces, and clusters of snowflakes swaying down with the wind. The large ones resemble cotton balls, the small ones are like fine white sand, and the large and small snowflakes, snow flakes, and snow particles are mixed together and rush to the earth. At the moment of landing, it melts into snow water, which moisturizes thirsty plants, and stands in the cold wind with vigor, as if waiting for the call of spring. I really look forward to staying with the beautiful scenery in front of me.
I stopped to watch, and the roof was white, as if draped in a silver-white veil, hazy, and after twenty minutes the snow was gradually getting smaller. The epidemic is still raging in the cold winter, will spring be far away?
About author:Zhang Yanxia, female, member of the Communist Party of China, primary school Chinese teacher, member of the Municipal Writers Association, teaching pacesetter of Pingdingshan City, optimistic and positive. He loves sports, yearns for natural life, likes to listen to literature, and sprinkles pen and ink to decorate life in his spare time.
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