That winter, the snow _ 1000 words.

That winter, you were a dream in my palm. It snows heavily. You are a snowflake that I can't catch. It snowed heavily that winter. I told you I hate snowflakes. You told me it was the spirit of winter and the sound of snow. You said that snowflake is the holy spirit, a pure messenger and a symbol of flawless friendship. At that time, in my eyes, the snow scene was half flying snowflakes and half happy. You're talking. I don't know whether time is ruthless or distance is far away. Gradually, we are like snowflakes flying in the air, ethereal and uncertain, and never intersect. Just the distance between classes is like an ocean. The important thing is that no one wants to go through Na Pianhai first. From "our class" to "your class", from "we" to "you" ... from the enthusiasm of chatting to silence and caution, from mutual indifference to the separation of you and me, from close friends to classmates to primary school classmates, maybe God allows us to all change ... The snowflakes in the deep winter will still fall in the same way, and will slide on my head but continue to slide lazily. Winter is still winter, cold winter, snowflakes are still snowflakes, pure and flawless, but no one will explain this annoying snowflake to me again and accompany me to watch snowflakes fluttering. I watched the snowflakes flying and held out my hand, but I couldn't catch them. Maybe it's too light and flies too high. Maybe I lost it. Snowflakes are around me, but I hate them. When I want to get close to it and enjoy a touch of pure white, I find that I can't stay at all. It is short and flawless, but it is only a flick of the finger. This is its life. It falls from the sky in a perfect posture, leaving a purity in people's hearts and then melting. Maybe it doesn't want to give up, but this is its life mission. When we walk in the bustling world, there will always be all kinds of disappointments that disturb our original emotions. In fact, we should understand that friendship, dreams and beliefs are all the same. Some people are half-truths and some people are spotless and unwavering. But in the end, we all have to return to reality. Friendship is like snowflakes. When you tried to catch it, it melted. In the face of friendship, we should learn to cherish it. We should cherish him, cherish her and cherish him who cries and laughs with you. Don't always leave the worst temper to the most important person. Don't wait until friendship is estranged, to recall the sweetness of friendship. Dreams are like snowflakes. When you tried to catch it, it melted. In the face of dreams, we must have the spirit of not being afraid of melting. If everything melts, start all over again and make a comeback. I am still the king. People's life is so short, why should they live to show others what they want to do and what they like, right? Faith is like snowflakes. When you tried to catch it, it melted. In front of faith, we should demand purity and innocence. Even if the world is bustling, we should leave with spotless sincerity. My faith cannot be subverted by others in a few words. It is a joke to be subverted casually by a few irrelevant words from others. The snow is the same every winter, and so are the snowflakes, but I still miss the snow in that winter. From then on, you taught me that spring will not be early, winter snow will not be late, don't worry, gathering and parting are just right. I can't go back, that winter, that snow. It's snowing heavily outside, and my palms are wet with window grilles, staring at the snowflakes outside the window. ...