Today, do you have dumplings?
Winter, snow, white glare.
Compared with Wuhan, the snow here is more tough, not melting, just a while, has accumulated a layer.
Lunch takeaway, deliberately calling dumplings, no good eaters doing, and finally should be hollow.
When I was a child, my grandmother told me that winter solstice eaten dumplings, I won't frozen my ear, huh, huh. It seems that I have never frozen my ears, I have to pay attention to the dumplings of the winter solstice.
Time is really fast, I have finished over this life year.
2004, the impact of giving me is huge, deep imprint, will never be slightly fleeting like the footprints on the snowfield in the house. . .
It is inevitable to be afraid ...
The people who love snow, always want to keep the snow, no one can stop it from disappear.
Look at it, then light.
A snow. However, it will wrap all things in the silver coat, the street is still the street, the tree is still a tree, you are still you, I am still me. . .
Take a snow in your hand, let's take it to melt, wonderful!
