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Snowflakes are flying outside the window, like thousands of butterflies rushing to the window glass, hitting the glass playfully, and then flying to one side.

Winter passed, the snow melted and the grass turned green. I believe there will be new encounters and it will be very warm.

When it snows, we should happily make a snowman and then have a snowball fight with our friends. This is probably the warmest thing in winter.

If I am white-haired and my face is withered, will you still hold my hand and be gentle?

It snows every year, and now it snows again. The footsteps of the years have never stopped, but the appearance of the years is changing with each passing day.

The whole world is white, so it's hard to see snow.

I still remember the snow and spent a lonely night with me until my heart was frozen and I could no longer feel your existence.

Keep your head down and step on the clean snow, as if walking in a spreading snow country animation.

There is a yearning for autumn water, and there is a cold feeling of forgetting to wear long pants.

Bunches of lights chase the snow, as if to ask, where are you from and where are you going? Is it snowing in the distance?

Looking up at the sky, low eyebrows by default: Xu Dongxue flies through trees and flowers, and then I wish the years are quiet!

The snow fell to the ground, so it melted You live in your heart and don't want to go.

It was very cold this winter, and some of us were warm, so I put my pocket in.

Winter leaves, the snow melts and the grass turns green. I believe there will be new encounters and the warmth will continue.

You are in the sunshine in the south, with heavy snow. My cold nights in the north are like spring all the year round.

I still believe that the stars can talk, the stones will bloom, and you will eventually cross the wooden fence in summer and the snow in winter will come!

Waiting for the heavy snow to build every dream into a white nest.

Indulged in this quiet world, lost in this simple world, snow covered clothes, covered eyes and eyebrows, and they also became snowmen, integrated with the world, white and affectionate, elegant as flowers.

Snowflakes fall on cheeks, melt into water, float on scarves and pile up thinly. I don't want to wear a hat and an umbrella, but I feel very poetic.

Whether it is snowy, cloudy or sunny, it is sunny to see you.

Large snowflakes floated down from the dim sky.

If you want to leave, I will snow for you and cover all your footprints.

Flying snow, running water, rain bones.

Have you ever tasted snow? It's cool. It can penetrate into my heart at once.

It's raining, I miss you, it's snowing, and my heart is bleeding.

Who says it's winter? Where are you? Flowers are blooming and birds are chirping?

All my thoughts quickly strung into a line, happily following the snow.

Snowflakes are as quiet and pure as white butterflies.

The forgotten street can't wait to see the snow with you.

It's getting colder and colder. Is it snowing there? Keep warm and don't be too tired.

Yesterday, the goose was singing and the willow was in the grave, but tonight, the snow is dancing and the north wind is cool. I want to steal three colors in the dead of winter, but I lack a wisp of incense in early spring.

I want to accompany you to see a snow that only leaves our footprints.

Snowflakes, like catkins, bring you health.

Listen slowly, the sound of snow falling.

The wind blows snowflakes and our hair. At first, we said that we would create the world. Do you remember?

Can you float together, fall together and go to the end together like that snow?

You are a thousand piles of snow, and I am a long street, afraid that each other will collapse as soon as sunrise comes.

It's snowing, and the quilts and pillows are cold. I look up at the window sill and am illuminated by the snow. The snow is getting heavier and heavier. I was lying in bed and heard the sound of tree rights being broken.

Snow, cool thin as before, warm as spring.

I haven't done this for a long time. I looked at the snow all over the sky and thought about the dust of the past. What I think of is how much love is nirvana in the real snow.

When the wind changes and the snow changes, the dream of hometown cannot be broken, so there is no such sound in the garden.

There is no snow that does not melt, and there is no eternal love. People will change.

The green water is leisurely and the face is wrinkled by the wind. Castle peak is not old, grow old together.

Bears hide in winter and everything begins to hibernate.

The world is helpless, but I fell in love with you, but you have already left, and the snow and heating haven't come yet.

A snow came unexpectedly. I think there must be a lot of happiness in the distant Xing 'an Mountains. Pine trees are silent, black bears hibernate, and wild mushrooms are in the embrace of snow.

When it began to snow, it was accompanied by light rain. Soon, I saw goose feather-like snowflakes falling from the sky with dense clouds, and the ground turned white for a while.

From now on, please be strong in the city without me, and I will recover in the city without you.

The snow outside the window kept falling on my paper, and I suddenly felt that my life was a waste. Spring flowers and autumn moon didn't stop me, but snow made me confused. I believe that the wings of angels are hidden in the snow, and nothing can be explored only with a scientific microscope.

I want you to be my warm pillow in winter.

I wanted to kiss a snowflake, but I kissed it all winter, raised my glass and got drunk, and I was at a loss for another year after drinking snow.

Will you cherish me when the equator keeps the snowflakes and tears melt the fine sand?

Snow season is the time when I miss you so much.

Do you know what snow stands for? Represents purity and beauty. You are the embodiment of snow in my heart.

Before the end of the world, I want to watch the snow with my beloved.

It's time to breathe into the glass and write your name.

Snowflakes fall silently, and tranquility brings a piece of white.

The heavy snow came quietly, and thoughts rolled in. Snowflakes flying all over the sky hover in the air with my endless thoughts and wander in my heart. Snowflake is a dream outside the window, and snowflake is a paradise outside the window.

There is a feeling as pure as snow, sincere and simple, a blessing sound like snow, peaceful and quiet, picturesque, and a feeling as real as wine. I rub my deep thoughts into the soft snow, only in this flying season.

Why do people always travel on snowy days?

At dusk, suddenly snowflakes are dancing in the wind.

Horse hair steamed snow, frozen a grain of five coins, and the grass in the curtain solidified.

I want to be with you in the afternoon of the first snow.

Live up to the plum trees in my hometown, and the branches in the south are cold in the north.

When it's cold, you must put on an extra coat. Anyway, I care whether you are cold or not.

Be serious and have a good winter.

It's snowing. I am no longer single dog, but I have been promoted to sled dog.

Ice and snow, glass world, the air at night is so clear.

Wow, it is snowing. Make a wish quickly, and hope it can come true next year.

If I have a heavy snow, my good mood will be accompanied by plum blossoms, watching snowflakes kiss petals. The snow is because of plum blossoms. Friends with snow and souls see a pure white world, and a little red jumps in winter, like a long scroll of ink painting, which slowly unfolds in front of me and makes me drift snow. I want to make the beautiful Jiangnan simple but elegant dust and the beautiful fairyland smoke.

Wash yourself with snow, with no distractions.

In the Dagger River mist, through a biting wind, sand mouth stone frozen horseshoe falls off.

The white elves, moving from the cold palace to the lively world, touched the secular dust with calmness, and gradually we were infected by them, becoming solemn, quiet and gentle, and did not dare to disturb this group of holy white angels.

The city where I live never snows, but my memory is full of cold feelings.

When Zhan Er watched Nanxue, Meihua and I grew old together.

I heard that you want to see a snow, and I silently keep dandruff in winter.

I hope someone will accompany you to eat hot pot in the snow this winter.

Holding a little happiness every day is like a squirrel saving nuts all over his cheeks.

The moment of snow is pure and extraordinary.

Snow falls all over the city, read it in your heart!

The coldest thing is not the snowy day, but the hand hidden in the sleeve.

Although the world is far away, there is snow to meet. Snow is the glorious messenger of heaven and earth, and the spirit sent by God to the world.

Snow is like an old friend, and people are like snow. Although it is lovely, some people think it is.

Let the warmth of snow convey my most sincere entrustment.

Goose feather snowflakes float with the wind, and snowflakes fall less ill.

I want to hide you in my coat and warm the air with words. I don't need too much time to doubt and spend the winter with you.

Snow is intoxicating, I feel comfortable and my thoughts are flying. You see flying spirits, cold winter and intoxicating romance, floating on your eyebrows, falling on your face, the joy of going home and gentle greetings, distant friends, you see, this is my constant miss, this is my obsessed concern.

Plums send flying snow.

I want to give all the romance, tenderness and love of this year to winter.

I can warm you with a hug in winter.

Snow in winter is not snow, but a song written by God to the world.