一下雪了,一大清早我就发现台阶、屋檐、青石板地面全铺上了一层雪,齐整齐整的,没有一丝条纹。老树的枯枝上也挂了一身的雪,顺着枝干细致地包裹下去,每到了鸟巢,便成了滚圆的大雪球,嵌在枝梢之间,偶或抑制不住满身清莹的馥郁,便滴下两滴。花窗的木格子里也被雪填得满满的,让人不由得想用勺子挖上一口,大抵是冰凉细腻的、入口即化的、吃不够的滋味。 A moment of snow, early in the morning I found that the steps, eaves, blue stone floor covered with a layer of snow, neat and tidy, without a trace of stripes. Old tree dead branches also hung a snow, along the branches carefully wrapped down, each to the nest, it became a big round snowball, embedded in the shoots, even or could not suppress the Qing Ying Ying Fragrant, they drip two drops. The wooden lattice in the window is also filled with snow, people could not help but want to dig a spoon, probably cold and delicate, the entrance that is, not enough to eat the taste.