On the thirteenth day of the first month, the heavens descended on auspicious rui. Early in the morning, I saw only heavy snow flying, cotton wool in the sky, one after another, flying from the sky, and in an instant the ground was covered with a full layer, full of white, sky

On the thirteenth day of the first month, the heavens descended on auspicious rui. Early in the morning, I saw only heavy snow flying, cotton wool in the sky, one after another, flying from the sky, and in an instant, the ground was covered with a full layer, full of white eyes, and the heavens and the earth were pure. Silent streets, still cars, only the sound of snowflakes, soft and soft, and occasionally a slight sigh. The sky has brewed a winter of emotions can finally be vented wantonly, I think this is the enthusiasm of the sky, is the sky's deep love for the earth! After thousands of mountains and rivers, I hope that the love in the world is what you like!