人到中年,我越来越喜欢冬天了,年轻时和大多数人一样喜欢春天的诗情画意,夏天的火热幽趣,秋天的浪漫情调;多少年过去,那些闲情逸致早已被日子打磨得千疮百孔;春耕夏锄秋收,疲惫的心平和了,感激自然恩赐的所有悲喜,因为劳累之后,日头就会暖暖地照在冬日农家的炕头上,许多故事都在冬天里开始风生水起了,像病蚌把珍 Middle-aged people, I more and more like the winter, when young and like most people like the poetic, spring summer hot fantasy, romantic autumn; many years in the past, those leisurely days have long been polished to ridiculous Hole; spring hoe hoe autumn harvest, flat heart and peace, and grateful for all the natural gift of joy and sorrow, because after exertion, the sun will be warm in the winter on the white picket farmhouse, many of the stories in the winter began to flourish Now, like the disease mussel Jane