Chun Xue's conversation

I got up lazily from the warm bed in the morning and was surprised to find the silver shining outside the window. Could it be snowing? It's past spring, and it's hard to see snow in spring in the south. I suspect that this silver light is an illusion. Wipe your eyes and walk quickly to the window. It's really a rare Chun Xue in the south …

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 this snow made me lost. I believe that the angel's wings are hidden in the snow, and only a nothingness can be detected by a scientific microscope. Fleshy eyes trudging in the snow for too long will lead to snow blindness, so they have to go back to the hut in the red mud stove for a while and heat a pot of wine.

This Chun Xue is not so cold in winter and warmer in spring, so they are more tender and lovely. Sometimes I wish I were a gentle and lovely Chun Xue, or a starry sky with wings, coming to the world from a distant horizon, playing happily and not being lonely. …

Looking at the snowflakes flying all over the sky outside the window reminds me of a meaningful poem: "The north wind blows white grass, and eight In the snow crosses the Tatar sky. Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees "; "The north wind blows snow and flies to Wan Li, and the window paper rings at night. At first, I suspected that the goddess was spreading flowers, and I was afraid that Ma Gu would throw rice. " "Looking at space on his back, it is suspected that it is Yulong Dou. Flying in proportion, instantly spread all over the universe. " ..... looking at the velvet snowflake, dancing freely. …

At that time, there was no song for ten years, and Wang Zhidao only inquired about the result of Wang Zhidao.