在凛冽的冬天里,我曾多少次漫步于宽阔的广场,静静地凝视茫茫的苍穹,盼望着那美丽洁白的雪花向我飘来……每当雪花从天空洋洋洒洒的落下,城市的花坛草坪穿上了白色的衣衫,我的心中便会产生雪的联想。那雪的晶莹,雪的洁白,雪的袅娜,雪的富于献身的品格;还有白雪融化后公园泛出的一层层新绿——使我感动,令我遐想。面对日光下白色的大地,我常常想起与我曾在一起教学的衍湘老师,论辈分应称其衍湘叔。 In the cold winter, how many times I have walked in the wide square, quietly gazing at the vast sky, looking forward to that beautiful white snow floated to me ... ... Whenever the snow falls from the sky, the city’s flower beds Put on the white clothes, my heart will produce snow association. That snow crystal, snow white, snowy Nina, snow full of dedication of the character; there after snow melted park layer of new green - I moved, I reverie. The face of the white sun in the earth, I often think of teaching with me once Yanxiang teacher, seniority should be called Xiang Yan Zhu.