Snow falling is a dream leap
Author | Wang Ping Editor: Yi meng Fangfei
Hidden in the depths of the clouds, the soul is white and flawless, and the silence is better than the confession of true feelings. Through time and space or thousands of miles, the earth awakens affectionately, looking forward to collecting a place, the drift of the wind and snow.
Snowflakes bloom and winter gets drunk. The belated snowflakes flew in the air like the feathers of angels falling off, and danced like graceful maidens. White and flawless bloom between heaven and earth, dancing with the most beautiful and moving face.
The silver wrapped is particularly enchanting, frozen for thousands of miles, and snow drifting for thousands of miles. How much energy is hidden in the depths of the soul of the invisible wings of the angel in white? The jade butterflies with wings spread out, and they enjoy the warmth of all things in the world.
Affection is always self-evident, and snow falling flowers are nature's most beautiful gift to winter. That faint fragrance that belongs to winter permeates the revival of all things, sprinkles all over the poetry, moisturizes the earth and becomes soft, which is a long-simmering preference in the hearts of the heavens.
Snowflakes decorate a world wrapped in silver, sprinkled with holy feelings, blooming endless love, warming all the cold in winter. The pure white water tenderness of the flowers interprets the most beautiful time of deep winter.
The snowy world, like a moving painting, beautifies the changes of all things, expresses the earth affectionately, turns into an endless world, and pollutes the cover of the recovery of all things.
Snow falling is the flutter of a dream, the gentleness of winter rhymes, and it is a different firework. Qingyan blooms with the softness of a pure sky light, paints a picturesque landscape map, is immersed in a deep attachment to the earth, and embraces nature with dedication and bravery.
Snow is the warmest sunshine in winter, and it is a touch that touches the heartstrings. The birth of holiness embellishes the expectations of all things, and the joy of the harvest is transformed into a spring dream without trace. Wrapped in whispers, how much warmth is hidden in the depths of the soul, like a dreamlike feeling, blooming is a gift from heaven.
The snow fell and blossomed, like a dream. The earth is white in the distance, draped in a white holy garment, the divine cleansing face and the faint fragrance, nourishing the spirit of the revival of all things in the earth, and composing the story of spring. Where is the far side of the landscape, the landscape is stained with the color of the sky.
Snow falls silently than sound, flowers sometimes like a dream, falling lightly from the sky, are the world that plucks the heartstrings, is the gift of nature, is the essence of pure nature, moisturizes the growth of all things, aesthetically beautifies the sign of the recovery of all things, and brews all places are the most beautiful world.
The cold winter is no longer cold, holding a touch of poetic snowflakes, expressing the warmth of all things in the world, blowing through the winter depression, tulips sprinkled all over the earth, staining the land is the most beautiful change, immersed in the world of dreams.
Say goodbye to snowflakes flying, there will be spring blossoms. Snow falling flowers, warm pulses, gently waving invisible wings, are the most beautiful rhymes in the world, overflowing with the expectation of the recovery of all things in a place, running into the world of spring and warm flowers, dying the prelude to spring, and lyrical writing of the most beautiful and beautiful chapters in winter.
About author:Wang Ping, female, Nanjing Yuhua, post-60s. Vocational college. Pseudonym: Smile. Love poetry prose, poetry is a person's soul, listening to the voice of the soul deep.