The snow spring in the south has stepped into the gate, and the snow in the north has melted to pieces. At this time, a snow drifted in Jiangnan. She was amazed by the beautiful landscape of smoke and rain, and also amazed by the rows of pink walls

Snow in the south

Spring has stepped into the gates, and the snow in the north has melted to the ground. At this time, a snow drifted in Jiangnan.

She was amazed by the beautiful landscape of smoke and rain, and also by the rows of pink walls of Dewa.

This snow came just in time, just in time.

She is like silk, like a butterfly like a flower, like a wandering girl, like a kind old man, giving people beauty and warmth.

The green leaves on the trees are hung with white flowers, the flowers on the branches are covered with white powder, the grass on the ground is dotted with velvet, the turquoise water in the rivers and lakes is mixed with incense powder, the small bridges on the river are pulled with white velvet belts, and the black canopy boats on the river are also covered with white sails.

The beautiful Gangnam, because of this just right snow, has become the real Gangnam, the real wonderland on earth.

At this point, you are walking on a thin snow, or a delicate little bridge. Everything is painting, everything is poetry!

Love this early spring snow in Gangnam!