季节的思绪,太沉。青春的树梢,挂满沧桑的白发。蓦然回首,雪落村庄。我们知道,这场雪出发的时候,村庄还年轻。记得村头是片桃林,连接桃林的小径是池塘,池塘里是伙伴和水牛翻滚的嬉闹。走的那天,雪一副单薄的影子,如村头的菊香。蟋蟀蝈蝈用歌吹送行,萤火虫在暗夜引路。路上,雪看多了沙尘,便不常去想相依为命的那汪泉。雪,用白色去填平黑暗,用精血去润泽欲壑。雪说,是去赴一次约,包括生命。 Season’s thoughts, too heavy. Youth treetops, covered with vicissitudes of white hair. Suddenly look back, snow fell village. We know that the village was young when it started off. I remember the village is a piece of Taolin, the path connecting Taolin is a pond, the pond is a partner and the buffalo roll frolic. The day of the go, a thin shadow of snow, such as the village of chrysanthemum. Crickets 蝈 蝈 song blowing line, fireflies lead the way in the dark. On the way, the snow looked more dust, they do not often want to think of each other that Wang Quan. Snow, fill the dark with white, use the blood to moisten gully. Snow said it is to go to an appointment, including life.