In the northeast in winter, the wind is biting cold and the snow is falling. Whenever a blizzard comes, the whole world seems to be covered in a white veil, and all sounds are swallowed up by the beauty of ice and snow. In such weather, going out is comparable to learning from experience, which is unforgettable.
Early in the morning, I woke up and opened the window, greeted by a beautiful landscape covered in snow. The snow on the roofs is thick, the small branches are covered with crystal clear icicles, and the whole world is surrounded by the beauty of snow. I felt the urge to experience the charm of this winter for myself.
When I went out, I put on a thick down jacket, a hat and a scarf, and gloves were indispensable. I opened the door and was greeted by a cold wind that seemed to away. I bravely took my first step and stepped on a patch of soft snow. The cold snow suddenly made my feet numb a little, but I didn't care, because the beautiful scenery in front of me had made me forget everything.
I walked slowly along the path, step by step into this world of ice and snow. There were almost no people on the road, only snowflakes and trees that stood tenaciously in the wind and snow. It's as if they're telling me to persevere, no matter what the odds are.
As I walked, I came to an open area where there were no houses, only a white snowy field. I took a deep breath and ran against the snow. The wind whistled past my ears, and the snowflakes hit my face, cold and exciting. But I felt a sense of freedom and happiness that I had never felt before, as if the whole world belonged to me alone.
Time has passed imperceptibly, and I have come far, far away. Looking back, the footprints behind me had been buried by the wind and snow, and only I knew the traces I had walked. There are no roads, no signs, just my own footprints on this snowy field. In such an environment, caution needs to be taken every step of the way, otherwise it is easy to get lost.
As I lost my way, I saw a hut in the distance, with curling smoke coming from the chimney. I walked in the direction of the smoke, hoping to get some help. There was an old man living in the cottage, and he warmly invited me into the house for a hot cup of tea. I sat by the fire, and the warmth melted into my whole body, allowing me to regain my strength.
The old man told me that the winter in the Northeast is very cold, but it is also the most beautiful season. He said that only by experiencing the baptism of severe cold can we truly appreciate the preciousness of life. His words made me think deeply and strengthened my confidence to continue to move forward.
When I left the hut, I felt a warm heart, as if I had been reborn. I kept walking, farther and farther. Sometimes you will encounter a few naughty squirrels jumping in the trees, and sometimes you will see a snow hare jumping in the snow. Their vitality and joy make me feel an inexplicable joy, as if I am one with them.
Finally, when I got home again, it was already late afternoon. I lay in bed and reflected on today's experience, filled with satisfaction and gratitude. The experience of this day made me understand that the difficulties and challenges in life are only temporary, and as long as we face them bravely, we will definitely be able to overcome them.
Going out on a snowstorm day in the Northeast is comparable to learning from experience, which is a challenge and growth for oneself. I believe that no matter what kind of difficulties and trials we face, as long as we face them bravely, we will definitely be able to surpass ourselves and achieve greater achievements. This is like learning from the scriptures, we have to find the truth in the midst of difficulties and dangers, and keep moving forward until we succeed. #Great Blizzard in the Great Northeast# #Invite you to the Northeast to enjoy the snow# #这就是东北大雪#
