This winter, is the most quiet.Look out of the window.Silence, silence, for a long time.Across ten million while the mixed feelings in the heart, endless floating in the air.Cannot touch mind, floating, floating in the air.

Think of the distant blue sky, woven brocades, really want to rip off a piece of cloud in the dull and lonely in the winter, warm themselves with eyes.Far away, is the time in the deep imprint.Have to continue to walk your own way, muddy, the royal road to learning, are all the way through, and then to the end.On the road, met is the most beautiful.May have found a man to accompany you forever, maybe will meet a group of people accompany you to the dawn.Only this way to meet, dotted with his life.

Is like winter, glittering and translucent snowflake, fell from the sky like a angel, pure in the world.

In his heart, snow is a woman.First met, distant and beautiful, in a corner of the sky.Looked up at the holy like that girl, memories.Love and pursue.Slowly mature girl with a kind of charm, bowed their heads and implicative precipitation.Snow fall quietly, slowly, no hurry not slow.

To meet again, to touch the cold state of mind, want to go to warm her whole life.Giving her all my love, gorgeous and dazzling, burning.The melting of the snow, bit by bit, the cold body appearance, with infinite amorous feelings, landed in someone’s hand.

So have the fixation into an organic whole.Dedication and devotion, to the person who love her, willing to turn into water droplets, this moisture such as of the time.Down with pride, the holy to turn into a rainbow, to go with the people who love each other.Light, made the man.And snow, silently swallow loss.To land, in the fireworks.

And a green, clear away.The snow falls on the ground.Down-to-earth live a ordinary life, cry, smile, pain, helpless.Too much emotion mixed with.Snow, and without a pletely put yourself in the arms of the earth, warm I think, don’t be scare, as a treasure.

Difficult is the dull.Snow, tears.For a period of love, she lost many, many.In the bosom of the earth, learned the wisdom of living.The day of snow forget the clouds, to know the life is not easy.KuanHuai, relief, put down.Snow, relaxed rise oneself, smoke enchanting and beautiful.

At the end of the autumn, yellow leaves.In the early winter, snow falls.The four seasons in reincarnation, year after year never stopped.Whether sunny or rain, hot or snow, the only way to comfort myself, also is so that each time.

Is the woman can depend on.As the snowflakes falling.Looking for a hint of temperature, is willing to devote himself.Little imagine, rely on is the most can’t depend on, only a serious down-to-earth, can be integrated into the whole season.Regardless of wind and rain, do that for their umbrellas.Even fall, but also elegant.

In this winter day, under the words, looking forward to open a snowflakes, clean, too.Enclosed XinLi, leaving the warm.