Fisher
Fisher told me to open a joke, I have all of a sudden slide. For many years, I've always wanted a good in the snow. Childhood fear of being beaten, did not dare to try; grown up joke for fear that other people are still afraid to go lie down. Today, the snow had a joke with me, I finally all of a sudden slide in the embrace of the snow, I want to make Because that's when students are in school, colleagues have in the house, no one would see me, no one will laugh at me, I would like to make lying on the snow.
I look forward to snow sky, the sky is empty, leaving only the fluttering snowflakes. Snow, who gently slide the finger? Cold winter wind, the dark night white snowflakes. A very long winter night, snow gently falling from the sky. Night and snow, are the long white hair was three. Snow, gently stroked the sleeping earth, mountains, rivers, stroked in a variety of winter dream, stroked the dawn of the Qinling Mountains.
I am lying in the snow, lying in the arms of mother earth. quiet sleep, especially when drought limits smile snow pure light, it seems that I slept in the snow. At 6:45 on December 22, 2008, alarm clock rang, snow still lightly. Waiting for colleagues to shout my morning exercises, warm blanket another reminder I sleep, I do not know the snow fall in gently.
I am a lonely person, like snow days. I remember the year of snow fell, I alone out of school to the riverside, "joy", singing the "troika" of depression, and ultimately to their own singing also cracked the face. Still remember when the snow, I long to school, I would like a person occupies the campus of snow, when I approached the classroom, when a mass of snow from an early age to fly out of the bush, the original fat than I am early, and then me and The Fat Man has become good friends.
