Modern Poetry: Waiting for a Snow to Come
I look forward reverently
From the cold of the solar terms
From one winter to the next
Lost my loss
Feel my feelings
You're thousands of miles away
I'm on a cold winter night
Listen to the "ticking" of sleet
Heavy snow flew and the heavens and earth were silver
That's the color that only appears in dreams
It doesn't snow in my city
But there was cold and humid air
And the bone-chilling
Lost with snowflakes
This is the knot that lingers in the heart
Be a wayward child
Mischievous elves
10,000 meters in the air, all the way south
One after another, fluttering and sprinkling
The world of ice and snow is as beautiful as a fairy tale
Stretch out your hands,
You melt in the palm of my hand
At that moment, my heart flew
Meet the foolish as excited
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