This morning, the second snow rain of the Year of the Ox, without hesitation, floated a little snowflake. The snow is not big, but it is very dense but one by one, falling from the sky, fluttering like willows, falling on the face, a little ice, a little cool. The wisps of snow that blow in the wind are like countless pairs of warm hands, gently touching and touching people's dreams about snowflakes. Fluttering snowflakes, exquisite and transparent, pieces of white, she covers the hustle and bustle of the greater Wuhan city, washes away the accumulation of the soul, dots silver and white, and is filled with romantic environmental protection syllables. Snow is the soul of winter, but the arrival of snow still arouses people's incomparable desire.
This morning the temperature is very low, most people like to hide in the warm bed, but I get up early in the morning, open the window, breathe the freshest air of the day, when the wind blows in the face, the snow flutters in the air, I enjoy the smell of snow, because in the winter left me the most is just memories, just thoughts. What I look forward to most is the first rays of sunlight after the snowflake show, the sunshine that can warm people's hearts, and escort me to be safe and secure for our health, happiness and happiness.
Today's snow girl seems to be taken over by the wind, the warm light seems to be nothing, but I don't care, I just quietly enjoy this slightly warm breath in the cold wind and sunshine, a trace of warmth composed of memories and thoughts. Bring me the most or every Pong Festival! Thinking of the past, thinking of loved ones, thinking of everything.
Today is another snowflake falling, I took a shot of the sky to shoot the winter scenery sprinkled all over the earth, I can't help but disable the phone to shoot it. This morning, a northern scenery in the park, snow sealed silver, the reflection of the buildings and leaves under the small bridge on Peng Island replicates the water surface, a touch of crystal clear and exquisite snowflakes are brilliant and persistent in the pursuit of perfect beauty. Ice floating clouds on the water floating color painting, is the park's most beautiful landscape picture, changeable, let me stop for a long time, at this moment I use my mobile phone to track and wait for a scene to shoot more techniques, capture the blue sky white snow, fluttering leisurely, snowflakes full of charm, panoramic series of pictures. At this moment, it crosses the moment of drunken beauty in the park, and has a sweeping view, highlighting the snow gathering under the winter drunken color to accompany the weeping willow forest, a trace of the winter scenery, adding to the warm color of the winter Dijiao Park.
The sun is always in the wind and rain. I don't need to think about shooting the second snow of the year to send a film to everyone. After the epidemic, the winter beauty of Dijiao Park is a landscape worth remembering and cannot be copied.
