in the morning, I opened my eyes and looked out of the window. Wow! What a heavy snow! The goose feather-like snow is falling outside. The window sill is white, marble like white jade; The house is white, like a white palace; The tree is white, like a blooming white chrysanthemum; Snow Girl generously gave the earth a thick quilt, decorating Mingshui town into a world wrapped in silver. Walking on the road, I feel the air is very fresh, as if it were filtered by a filter, and my mood is also very comfortable. The snow is the sign book, and people who leave early leave their footprints in the snow. The snow under my feet is accompanied by my pace, making a "creaking, creaking" sound, which is so crisp. The horn of the car, the bell of the bicycle and the laughter of the children form a symphony orchestra and play a harmonious song.

At this time, the snow is still falling. Like an old friend who has been away from me for a long time, the snowflake greets me intimately. It falls on my hat, clothes and even my eyelashes. I am also intoxicated with this snowy world, as if I have become a white snowflake, hovering in the sky and flying on the branches. I am happy, I shout, I am a white snowflake, I am a free angel!

the first snow in 21 came at the right time!