Remember when I was young, every winter

 Like snow in play, chasing each other with snowballs flutter and covered with snow and freezing pain and by the hands of white world, leave angelic laughter.

Looking at outpouring of snow, I suddenly felt, snow, is a changing mystery, is one clump go out puzzled. From childhood recall, youth aftertaste, middle-aged comprehension, thoughts are like snowflakes, like to hold the pure-white, fluff apart...

 swirl of snow will float for several days. That's my happiest, most happy time. In the snow flakes count impossibly, see snow floats voluminous, snowflake danced in the air, the feeling of snowflakes zhuifeng feelings, siddhatha listen spring footsteps. At that time, the snow, in my eyes, is how fun. In the snow running, jumping, taxiing. Wrestling, fall off all snow are also don't know the pain not cold, More, kick hands push make systemic pneumatic don't know tired; A snowman, give it took his hat, then install a red chili prominent nose, Snowball fights, grasp the snow grip throw into the ball in the face, started laughing, catch the back be who stuffed a handful of snow, shrinking neck leap a picture of a nasty phase. Little face froze like red apples, hands froze like carrots, no sorrow, also don't know troubles. Even cry, flow are hot tears, not sad. The innocence of childhood innocence, pure brilliant, like the snow sealing wrapped by the world of white, pure.