**Withered snowflakes**
#Winter Life Check-in Season#
On a winter morning, I stood in front of the window and watched the snowflakes flutter outside. These snowflakes are like feathers falling from heaven, white and light, but with an indescribable sorrow.
Flakes of snow withered, like my heart, frozen in the cold air and falling silently. They fell to the ground and shattered in an instant, turning into patches of ice crystals. That broken beauty seems to tell the sadness in my heart.
When the snowflakes filled the air, dancing lightly, my sorrow seemed to be released. They fly unbridled, like flocks of butterflies, dancing in the winter air. The dance was so lonely, but so dancing.
I closed my eyes as if I could hear the sound of snowflakes breaking, the sound was small and crisp, like the sound of a broken heart. The pain, deep into my bone marrow, made it impossible for me to breathe.
Yet, even though my heart was shattered like a withered snowflake, I still stood on this winter morning. I looked out the window at the endless snowflakes as if I saw myself. I was once happy, but now I am surrounded by sorrow. But I know that even if my heart hurts, life still needs to go on.
I took a deep breath and tried to dispel the sadness in my heart. I knew I couldn't dwell on this grief forever. I want to learn to be like a snowflake, even if it breaks, to bloom my beauty in the cold winter day.
So, I got back on my feet, and although I still had pain in my heart, I knew that only by facing it bravely could I find my own spring. Those withered snowflakes will forever become a memory in my heart, reminding me to cherish every winter day and look forward to the arrival of every spring.