这个冬季，心中一直有一份期待：渴望下雪。渴望纷纷扬扬的雪从空中飘然而至，装饰我美丽的梦，装点扇扇寂寞的窗口。 雪是孤独的，是死掉的雨，是雨的精魂，是一不小心就要消逝的洁白和精灵。它不屑于风的挑逗，也不计较花期的短暂，选择了一种超然于物的雍容与冷艳，无声无息 This winter, my heart has been a look forward to: longing for snow. Desire snow that have been floating from the air floating to the decoration of my beautiful dream, decorate fan lonely window. Snow is lonely, is dead rain, is the soul of rain, is a carelessness will disappear white and elf. It disdains the tease of the wind, does not care about the transient flowering period, has chosen a kind of transcendental grace and glamorous, silent