Scattered snowflakes, winter joy

"Scattered Snowflakes" | text: No hate boy

"On the long path, snowflakes are flying loosely"

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Autumn has not left any traces of the past, winter has quietly slipped into the cold world, yesterday's wounded autumn, now with the scattered snowflakes in the dust. I wanted to say something, but I didn't know why.

The snow fluttering in the cold wind danced slowly with the shrunken dead leaves, so a crisp snow fell, and the empty streetside suddenly had a kind of dormant thoughts in the cold winter. And don't complain that winter is so merciless, sprinkled with lonely flying feathers, if there is leisure to support a small umbrella standing in the wind, then even if the hands holding the umbrella have lost their warmth, the heart still has a wordless warmth, but when everything disappears in an instant, we can only close our eyes and silently watch in the snow season, looking forward to a beautiful encounter in this life.

The snowflakes in the sky fell red dust, turning into a tear and forming an indelible memory.

Winter is the continuation of autumn, snow is the footprint of winter, when a story unfolds in the snowy winter, then there may be an ending that interprets the beauty of winter when the snow is falling.

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There was a dream forgotten in the winter, there was a sentence that fell to the ground with the snowflakes, and when I stretched out my warm hand to pick up the cold snowflakes, I found that the footsteps of the dream turned back in the scattered fine snow. And when I wrapped my hands around my eyes and let go again, I saw scattered snowflakes floating in front of me piece by piece. I think this may be the memory that winter has left me.

Snow is the beauty of winter, scattered snowflakes are the loneliness of escaping in the cold wind, if there is a snowflake that rubs shoulders with you, then do not doubt, please believe that this is an episode placed by heaven in winter.

Winter is beautiful because of the dress of snow, scattered snowflakes are filled with a beautiful breath because of a sweet promise, and the wind blows the curtain of winter, and the world begins a silent interpretation. Snow is falling, and there is always a person on the trail in winter who is intoxicated by the scattered snowflakes.

On the long path, snowflakes are flying loosely, there are more than a pair of snuggled figures at the station next to the road, the cold wind blows, and the love becomes a passer-by who has fallen behind in the snow, settled as a pure snowflake in winter, turning into a lingering affection.

If one day the scattered snowflakes rise again, then you must know that it is the loneliness of winter forgotten in the red dust.

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Pen name: No Hate Boy. Lian Qianqiu is the same way, and he is a confidant of the four seas.

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