Original author: Yuan Qiong| Inner Mongolia Alxa League
poetry
The first snow
The first snow of the new year
Wrapped in surprises
On the branches of the vine
Bunches of flowers are formed
Decorated with winter serdor
Days dotted with fireworks
Stand in the snow
Let the snowflakes drift freely
Is there snow falling in the plum garden?
Footprints behind him were obscured
Also covered up are icy ponds
And past injuries
The footsteps of spring come from the sky
The fog was thick in front of me
Wet my eye sockets
It's because of distant thoughts
Again and again, the expectations of the heart are stained
make
he who
simple
seashell
Qiong Yuan is a senior teacher of chemistry at middle school. He likes poetry prose, and some of his poetry essays are found in the newspaper. Live peacefully in the time of Qinghuan, shed tears for the stories of others, and rejoice in your own encounter.