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15.01.2020 08:13
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At that time, when I looked up at the sky, it was still dark, but there were tiny snowflakes flying down, and they fell quietly on my face, like the best kiss I gave this morning. Reached out and wanted to receive some snowflakes, but at most, it was just the touch of snowflakes falling silently. Snow was flying quietly at night, it was close to midnight, I looked at the circle of friends before going to bed, and saw a friend said, good, the first snow of 2016 finally came! There are also friends praying that they will see a group of snow the next day. The continuous haze weather is depressing and depressing. The snow that has finally fallen, although not large, is already satisfying. Almost everyone in the city filmed falling snow this morning. Today, the landscape of friends circle will be "snow". Looking at the snow outside the window and the snow scenes shot by my friends, memories will still drag me back to my long childhood. Think of that winter. It is cold and snowy. Walking in the snow, people will be surrounded by snow and goose feathers. After a while, they will become snowmen. However, it is also fun. Little children are not afraid of the cold and always play in the snow. Use your hands to catch the snow on the ground, and open your mouth to eat snow. It was the flying white snowflakes that fell into the open mouth, and also ate the snowball into the mouth ... At that time, when I went out and walked in the snow, it seemed that even my mother made it for me. Those red corduroy cotton nests will also be filled with snow and ice. My mother will always call me out loud. When I heard my mother's call, I would go home obediently. Although I still had a heart in my heart when I went home, after all, I would go home quickly because of my love for my mother. My mother would sweep the snow on my head and body for me. He also said in a pitying tone that if it was so cold, it would be a small soil that would be frozen and would be very hot for his mother. As a result, the family will be sitting on the heathouse when the snow is flying. My brother and I will never be at peace. Reached out a small hand, quietly pierced the layer of window paper, and then looked at the flying snowflakes from the pierced window paper. My mother saw our naughty, but she wouldn't say more, but she was still smiling and busy with the work in her hands. The boys are always more restless in the snow. My elder brother always takes me to catch sparrows on snowy days. Very common catch method. A bamboo sieve is supported by a small wooden stick. A thin rope is tied to the small wooden stick, and rice is sprinkled under the bamboo sieve, and then hides aside to wait for the sparrow to steal food. Such a catching method will always be effective, and there will always be so many stupid sparrows caught by us. The captured sparrows will be strung by a brother on a thin wire and then cooked in the fire in the hearth. The sparrow meat is not delicious. However, when it is young, it will become the only meat for me and my brother. I could not help remembering that early in the spring, I went to Cuihua Mountain for a visit, but I saw a deep-fried sparrow meat in the family below the mountain. Out of curiosity, I ordered a plate of about 8 sparrows lying ugly on a white Marlboro Red, clean porcelain plate. Looking at them, I felt pity and sentiment in my heart, and without taking a bite, I hurriedly got up and left. As you get older, you will know more about caring for animals and plants. For meat, there is always a repulsion Newport Cigarettes Coupons. Can't bear to eat, and always persuade relatives and friends to stay away from meat. When cooking, rarely use condiments, just add the right amount of refined salt, and occasionally put some vinegar or soy sauce. I think it ��s good, the vegetables are beautiful and delicious. Yeah, yeah, this is exactly the taste of the ingredients. During the Chinese New Year, I went to my family's house to celebrate the New Year. My sister led my brother and me to sing together while walking. Although it was cold, it was extremely happy. By the time we arrived, we were all snowmen. Aunt ran out to greet me, using homemade brushes to wipe off the falling snow on us, and smiled and ate sweets for us, as well as the sprinkles that she cooked herself ... The fire in the room was very hot. Festive atmosphere. When Auntie left that year, it was also the season of falling snow. When I went to see my aunt for the last look, tears blurred my eyes. At that time, she was lying quietly in the coffin, her face was kind and beautiful ... At that moment, I also remembered those scenes where she wiped out the falling snow for us Marlboro Lights. Her soft and gentle voice seemed to reverberate in her ears. However, she did leave forever and forever. The memory of snow was beautiful and warm. But occasionally, there will be a little sentimental like this snowy day. When I admire the beautiful snow scene, I will still remember my aunt who has passed away for many years, and those past passing away, and tears will quietly- -Out of my eyes |
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