整个下午,雪一直在不停地飘落着。站在教室外面的走廊里,两眼无神地凝望着落雪的窗外。路上,行人出乎意料的少,一直飘落的晶莹雪花,并没有被行人破坏。一条银白色的大道,从我的眼前向远方延伸着。看着地上没有被路人踩踏的洁白的落雪,我不忍迈出准备下楼的脚步,怕我脚底的泥土会把晶莹的洁雪染上黑色的渍印。 Throughout the afternoon, the snow has been falling all the time. Standing in the hallway outside the classroom, eyes staring out of the window of the falling snow. On the road, unexpectedly little pedestrians have been falling crystal snow, and have not been destroyed by pedestrians. A silvery white road extending from my eyes to the distance. Looking at the white snow that was not stamped on the ground by the passers-by, I could not bear to take steps to go downstairs, fearing that the dirt on my feet would stain the clean snow with black stains.