不想在乏味的冬日里刻意地寻找阳光,每一汪水和每一株草都变得吝啬。干巴僵硬的冻土被踩在脚下,敏感的疼痛透过脚心直钻心底。呼啸的寒风里夹杂着恶魔要吞并万物的决心,沙尘四起,像是要抹煞我的单纯。空气干燥而冰冷,洁白纯净的雪花始终没有降下,要不然她也会为我补给能量,把浑浊的寒风抵挡了。今日阳光竟是格外的好,穿过薄薄的雾气直达地面,照射的身上会有一种暖暖的得意。坐在广场空荡的亭子里,四周格外寂静,除了几位古稀老 Do not want to look for the sun in the boring winter, every water and each grass has become stingy. Nervous frozen soil was trampled at the foot, sensitive pain straight through the soles of the heart. The whistling wind mixed with the determination of the devil to annex everything, dust everywhere, like to deny my simplicity. The air is dry and cold, pure white snowflake never dropped, otherwise she will supply me with energy, the turbid wind against it. Sunlight today is actually exceptionally good, through the thin mist directly to the ground, the body will have a warm and proud. Sitting in the square empty pavilion, surrounded by very quiet, with the exception of a few ancient thin old