The snow trails tell the story of winter, and a good omen for a mega year in Switzerland!
In the cold winter, the long-lost snowflakes are coming, and they have been falling for two days, which is the energy that God has accumulated for a winter, and it is also a gift from God to the earth. Snowflakes flakes flew around, like a flock of light white butterflies silently, but fluttering in the cold air.
It's snowing, and the roads are sparsely populated. I seem to have forgotten the cold, and I really have fun watching the snowflakes!
Walking in the snow, walking endlessly, looking at the snowflake-paved snow trail, it is not easy. The people who live here are looking forward to the snow in the winter and the snow to patronize the land, but this snow has fulfilled people's wish for snow, which is great!
Each step leaves a deep imprint, as if telling the story of winter. They stand silently, like poems to be continued, telling stories of the past and the future. Snowflakes flutter in the air and dance with the cold wind, as if performing a silent symphony.
When I was a child, there was a lot of snow in my hometown, and it felt so cold in winter. We ran in the snow, built snowmen, and had fun even though we shivered from the cold. I was really happy when I was a child, but when I grew up, I left my hometown, and I often dreamed of that scene when I was a teenager in my dreams.
This familiar path, covered in a thick layer of snow, seemed to be draped in a white and flawless feather coat. Stepping on the snow makes a creaking sound, as if telling the story of winter.
On the side of the roadside covered with snow, the old trees are bleak, and the branches stretch out, like the strokes of calligraphy, vigorous and powerful. The covered path is also like a thick carpet, and it feels so good!
This path that she has walked through countless times is all too familiar! Today, her snow-covered path seems to be wearing a white gauze skirt, light and quiet. Their bare joints, like the seals of the ancients, mark the traces of time.
The trees on the side of the road are bare, but they are embellished with snow, which is a little more poetic. The bare trees withstood the bitter cold, and the bare branches were covered with snowflakes, like a faint ink painting. In the cold winter, that unique posture seems to tell us that even in the cold winter, life is still tenaciously upright.
Buildings in the distance, looming in the white snow, add to the mystery. They stand silently, as if guarding this quiet and peaceful world. The looming high-rise buildings are covered in snow, like a dream. The gray sky seems to have softened against the background of the snow.
On this snow-covered path, time seems to be a frozen poem. Stepping on the snow on the ground has a soft and comfortable feeling. Take a breath of fresh air and feel like you're smelling a lot of fragrance all over your body.
The snow-covered paths, like the poet's notes, are silent and deep. Everything became so peaceful and peaceful that it was as if the whole world was immersed in this beautiful snowy landscape. Each step seems to fall gently on the rice paper, and it is polished into a clean painting.
Walking in the snow with a clear state of mind. This pure and flawless snowflakes fell in the air and fell back to the ground, scattered on my body, hit my face, I couldn't see and touch, I could only understand the indescribable, comfortable feeling!
The water of the South River is flowing loudly, crystal clear, flowing is the spring water in the depths of the plateau, the pure river water, is the unique scenery of this northwest region!
Along the path, there are occasionally a few small animals shuttling through, adding a bit of life to this quiet winter day. Everything has love, just wait for the snow to show its true face. And the bare branches seem to be looking forward to the arrival of spring. At this moment, man and nature are inseparable, and the heart and the scenery are in love.
This path in the snow is like a passage to another world, and every step is full of unknowns and novelties. The bare trees and buildings in the distance are signposts on this passage, guiding the way forward.
Snowflakes are a rare visitor to the Loess Plateau, and they have been seen throughout the winter. She caressed Mother Earth tenderly, adding color to the silent sky!