今冬的第一场雪纷纷扬扬地落下。雪落无声,没有雨张扬,没有风轻狂,一切都那么悄然无声。在大雪中,我却感到一种别样的温暖袭上了周身,似乎听到了一种无声的召唤。在那洁白的雪野和寂寥的天际,燃烧着一抹艳丽的霞光。她不耀眼,却发出温暖人心的光芒。她幻化成一位女子微笑中折射着坚毅的面容。她破旧的衣袖中露出枯柴般扭曲了的手指, The first snow of this winter have come down in vain. Snow fell silent, no rain, no wind frivolous, everything is so quietly silent. In the heavy snow, I felt a different kind of warmth hit the whole body, seems to hear a silent call. In that white snowy field and the lonely sky, burning a gorgeous glow. She does not dazzling, but issued a warm heart of light. She turned into a smiling girl reflects the perseverance of the face. Her dilapidated sleeves showed a twist of Cheshire’s fingers,