A light snow, screaming and autumn goodbye.
Peeping at the walking people, the humble sunset oblique.
The sun is shining with new snow
Still underneath, birds are soaring in the branches. The snow is like fine sand, so light that it is silent, and I don't want to disturb this quiet late autumn, but I don't want to cover the late autumn and break with autumn overnight. Wrap the sun in the sun, only to see the new people screaming, not to see the old people stepping on the snow, winter is winter!
This kind of snow law in our hometown is played as "thief does not steal", in line with Confucian culture Ha! In fact, the snow is falling, is there still a wind?
Teacher Zheng Ning's book