“冰雪襟怀,琉璃世界,夜气清如许”。北国的冬,淡墨轻描都是灰黛,染着朦胧的白,漫摊薄薄的雾。闻得漠北又迎皓雪,便也感叹造物者无尽的藏。独行百余里,驻赏风景,也算是一种难得的奢侈。而待我缓下脚步,偷得闲暇之余,哪还有潇潇簌簌的树影,哪还有款款盼盼的烟雪?恍然悟得风景之美不在于伏其前,赏的酣畅淋漓;不在于入其中,窥的肆无忌惮。而是不见的想念,不及的神往。当你心中有无尽的意念想要逃离熟悉的居所,远方便成了你最深爱着的 “Ice-minded, glass world, night air so”. Northland’s winter, light ink are light gray Desire, dyed hazy white, diffuse thin mist. Smell north and welcome Hao Snow, they also lamented the Creator endless possession. In the hundreds of solos, the scenery in the park can be regarded as a rare luxury. And wait for me to slow down, stole leisure time, which there is a drowsy tree shadow, which there are sections of Panpan smoke and snow? Suddenly realized the beauty of the scenery is not in the Volt, the reward hearty; It is not about entering into it, but also wantonly. But missing or missing, not the fascination. When there is an endless mind in your heart trying to escape from a familiar place, the faraway becomes the one you love most