In such a hot summer day, I remembered the silent snow that winter night and the amazing in my eyes that morning, and the unwillingness in my heart when I stepped on the white snow, and from the initial softness to the final hardness when I stepped on it were my only yearning at that time. The snow came without warning. What I saw was just waking up in the morning. The empty platform was covered with snow. Looking further, I saw the houses in the distance as well, the Treetop was full of white snow. I felt happy, and the mood of the day also became happy. After a while, the sun finally drove away the haze and spread warm on everyone’s body. It seemed that the people walking on the road didn’t notice such a change and still huddled themselves in the thick down jacket, I can’t wait to wrap myself into a zongzi. People in the South feel cold in winter. I leaned against the edge of the corridor, quietly looking at the snow which had been stained with soil in a large open space ahead, and my eyes never left for a long time. Looking? Someone stood beside me quietly. In snowy days, we always become more quiet than usual, perhaps we don’t want to destroy such a rare peace. Look, the snow is burning. Maybe because the people around me are the people I trust, I told my thoughts without hesitation. Hey, is it burning? Won’t snow hurt? People around me may be used to playing around with me. If you are burning, will it hurt? I am a little confused in my eyes and can’t see the margin. One sentence successfully made us fall into silence, or in fact, we were all enjoying such an afternoon that had snowed. The snow changed from Crystal six petals into a pool of clear water. The soil and dust which were originally stuck in the snow had already settled on the mottled cement floor, and it was not clear. After burning, it disappears, right? I tossed my head off the galloping thoughts in my mind, blaming myself for not thinking nonsense. However, thinking like this, the hot summer became cold without any origin.

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