Lyrical prose about snow, prose about snow

Nostalgia for snow. In winter, snow is still obsessed with me.

In the cold winter of the north, if there is no heavy snow, the whole world is only gray and yellow, bloated people, monotonous and boring.

Snow doesn't just remind me of Master Xueqin.

Snow not only reminds me of my daughter who was born in "Xiaoxue", but now my daughter is ...... as tall as me

When I think of snow, my heart is filled with romance and warmth.

In my childhood memories, snowflakes accompanied by whistles and strong winds stirred the whole sky, and it was clear that the night was falling, and the breath was hearty. The withered grass on the old tiled roof was gone, and long ice cubes hung from the eaves, leaving the world with only snowflakes flying.

Everything is in vain.

Everything is flat or convex too.

Everything has become silhouettes, only silhouettes.

Everything was empty......

The snowy night also became hazy and transparent like oiled paper. There are two worlds inside and outside, and in the old house, which forms a strong contrast with the slaughter and loneliness outside, the smoke is filled, the brazier is full of firewood, and the family is gathered around the brazier. Sitting idly, gossiping with a match, women doing needlework, or children picking up popped corn and beans from the fire, ......

The snow finally stopped, and people came out of the old houses, both adults and children. Take your tools and make your way through the snow. From the door of the house to the gate of the courtyard, from the courtyard to the outside of the courtyard, from the alley to the main street, there are people working with tools, and the snow cleared on the side of the road can be higher than the courtyard wall.

In the cold wind, in the snow is a hot and happy labor.

I've never seen such impressive snow again.

It's snowing, and it's the purest and most immaculate season of the year.

In the depths of the sandals, I always long for a pure heart, banishing myself to be white, Ren Suqing is quiet, graceful and dancing, in the embrace of nature's true and pure, the heart controls the sky, and breathes every wisp of fresh air.

Walking in the wilderness, snow, a quiet and elegant poetic conception, swaying people's souls, appreciating the magnificent depths of the scenery, feeling the vast and vast ethereal, and experiencing the endless alleys. Between heaven and earth, let the soul go higher and farther, the frozen and transparent fields, the soft snowflakes, arrive in the depths of Anruo, and the heart flies above the most beautiful sky.

The melodious wind blows away the hustle and bustle, so that those who have had heartache are covered in the depths of memory by snowshoes. Hiking in the snow and tasting it is a kind of calmness and calmness after the grinding of life, and it is a calm and leisurely.

In the snow, it is a dream and poetic dwelling, but because of the ice and jade, it makes people extraordinarily soft. The wandering soul is returning home, with the hometown sound, with nostalgia, with family affection. This is the gratitude of the water to the spring, this is the gratitude of the leaf to the root, and this is the treasure of experience and memory.

Everywhere, after being mature and stable, I understand my own responsibilities and responsibilities.

The one that carries the expectations of several generations, brilliant and sparse, and carries the old feelings of countless people, has begun another gorgeous turn after fading the color of the old days. Reminiscing about the past, feeling the fragrance of the present, the familiarity of the past is back, and it is often the true and pure after fermentation, and this kind of friendship is the most intoxicating.

Starlight doesn't ask passers-by, time pays off.

A snow is what people look forward to in winter. Snow always comes quietly inadvertently, with a flying attitude, bringing a surprise that comes invariably. However, not every city will snow, and not all expectations will come true.

If it backfires, be assured that everything is for the best. The snow that came for you will not let you down.

There are always moments in life when you have done your best, but your career and life have not improved. Looking at the pedestrians walking in a hurry around him, I can't help but wonder if I am the only one who has been so troubled by life. However, no one will describe how they survived those difficult days, the wind was light on the surface, and the tsunami was in the heart; It looks like it's nothing, but it's actually choppy.

Someone said, "The road of life is bumpy, and there will be a lot of darkness." To overcome the darkness, it is necessary to awaken the light within. ”

So just work hard, and time will give you the answer. There is no need to doubt whether hard work is useful, there is no road in vain in life, even if it is a detour, it is better than standing still. All the gaps are due to the abandonment of efforts when sailing against the current.

Starlight doesn't ask passers-by, time pays off.

In the long years, every step you take with determination will bring you closer to your dreams.

The author of the poem is from Sichuan, I am from Huai'an, Jiangsu, and you are in the south of me. We rarely snow here, and we don't see a second snow in most years, and your house is south of my house, so I guess we haven't seen a snow in most years.

The weather is getting warmer, when I was a child, people used to skate on the river in winter, but now it can't, in the past, the snow was heavy, and the rabbits couldn't run in the thick snow, and people could catch the rabbits with their hands, but now the snow is smaller, and the rabbits can't catch them with their hands, and the same must be the case with you.

In the past, it snowed every year, but now it is not like this, sometimes there is no snow a year, and the poet feels unaccustomed to it, and hopes to see snow this winter, so he writes "Prayer for Snow". This poem is written a little heavy, how beautiful and good the snow is, but the day may not snow in winter, I hope that the heart of the poem vividly recalls the beauty of the snow in the past, there are dreams between the lines, looking forward to the arrival of snow.

China's modern poetry has not lasted long and needs further exploration, and "Praying for Snow Poems" can stand at the forefront of modern poetry exploration is its most valuable place.