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Snow is QingHuan, is lonely, always in the dead of night, quietly spreading, opened for dancing, nearly as infinite.

Snow is warm, thick, always at the time of losing hope, quietly, playing open prelusive, eternal friendship.

Snow is free from vulgarity, also amazing, always unexpected, quietly come, fly dance, surprise.

At this time, only in the snow world, quietly listen to the soul of the intersection, quietly listen to the voice of the snow fell.

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14 morning, keep on the sixth day, in the heart of the long-awaited snow, with a winter, is with my expectations, pour into a cavity and the desire to finally satisfied voluminous, quietly come, fall in nightmare I was sleeping, playing in my waking up early in the morning. Stretch of flying across the thick falling snow full bedroom raised the roof, under the refraction of snow, the dim light of street lights and finely reflection inside, present a bright white light in my eyes, lit up the bedroom, also lit up my heart.

Stranger waiting stranger of snowflakes, you penetrate the lights of the night, in the silent bloom in the early morning you could. You let me not a little preparation, you really make me a bit by surprise, I can only in the cold winter night, quietly listen, your ears whisper, you whisper in the wind; I can only in the quiet of a telekinesis, savor, exquisite touching you, you get rid of shows its soul. One, two, three snow flowers such as magic emptying, emitting bursts earthy smells, and it is coming from a distance thick acacia, there are countless flowers like sweet heart quietly bloomed in the heart, glittering and translucent get rid of is appeared, wen wan jade, warm feelings.

The trees may prefer calm but the wind will not subside, and the wind to stop the snow. Winter snow, ah, you are the most beautiful gesture for this season's carol, you the most pure plain continuation of this one season is winter. If you quiet flowers, you are free from vulgarity, in my heart all the appreciation, at the moment aroused by you, in the charming smile in the night; My heart all the ideas, the transient time is spread to embrace you, fragrant picturesque in the romantic words. Found your footprint in the touch, smell the scent of you, try to extrapolate, mood ring I twist.

I have always believed that the world is all expectations, will be a dream come true, even if is short surrounded, even briefly, the cycle of time you I will meet again. You don't like the first snow is short, so lightsome, but so long, so crazy, satisfied to different. As snow enjoy dancing, splashed out a burst of flying, a cluster, I can hear your light, I can feel your breath, I can smell your pure, you pour down I of massiness, you let me love at first sight.

That patches of jade-like stone flower such as fallen petal dancing, she she like flying in the autumn, like a naughty moths, slowly falling, and audio, not his touch. Keep the snowflakes that led me to a feast of the mind, keep the snowflakes extradition I'm catch a snow dance party. Eyes do box, snow scene, the floating of the United States, in the brilliant, depict into eternal scene in my eyes, hanging in the ancient city walls over the miles long corridor, floating in white jade ribbon winding royal river two sides, two lake surrounded by fragrant silver branch in yushu.

I travel in the city of snow dance, I slowly slow in the amount of the field, quietly listening to the sound of the snow fell. Playing snowflake kissed my forehead, and try to my eyes, licking my lips, slapped me on the shoulder, kissed my skirt, sticky wet my shoes and socks. I enjoy the caress of the snow, and a warm Ann dusty couch in the dream in my arms in January, a comfort in January amorous early morning into the heart.

Close your eyes and listen to music, your eyes wide open, the dance of life. At this point, a person, a heart, a pure; At this point, one scene, move, calmly. Heart a snowflake, hand a piece of pure snow, listen to the voice of the snow fall, sharing the profusion is waving. The collision of mind, is I to all of your expectations, the sound of the falling snow, is your remote call to me. In a flash, opened a blooming in my heart with joy; The split-second, surprise in my heart a love heart, round a promise.

Thought, winter snow dance and agitation is a kind of beauty of sadness, frozen snow slide, cold heartless. But don't know snowflakes dancing in the moment, the dust and suspended bacteria are floating in the sky as the falling snow flowing, fade away the dust, to purify the air. The wind rolled up the dust settles after the foulest fragrance, is so refreshing. A enron raged in mind, a nice house in the body, how sweet, how many expectations, in the heart surges, from time to time to dance with me life, and I listen to the voice of the snow fell.

That clearing up after a snow scene, that make a snowman snowball fights how pure childlike innocence innocence, that snow fell and the figure of helped each other, you let me know some love is the beauty of the original, original some warm affection is silent. Is like a cold, but it also tenderness, although it was cold, but warm. Willing to walk into the world of snow dance, attentively intertwined, with sentiment monologue, clear water, as snow in profusion; Willing to walk into the season of snow dance, listen with your heart, with love touched, whispering, snow fell sound.

Snow is QingHuan, is lonely, always in the dead of night, quietly spreading, opened for dancing, nearly as infinite.

Snow is warm, thick, always at the time of losing hope, quietly, playing open prelusive, eternal friendship.

Snow is free from vulgarity, also amazing, always unexpected, quietly come, fly dance, surprise.

At this time, only in the snow world, quietly listen to the soul of the intersection, quietly listen to the voice of the snow fell.