雪落进时光深处(三章)带来火焰天气很冷。被母亲叫醒的时候,才知道大雪从昨晚一直下到早晨。母亲蹲在灶下,不住地咳嗽。小米粒结实的香味传过来,豆秸在灶膛里噼噼啪啪燃烧的声音传过来。燃烧,是庄稼最后的呼吸,是沉寂寒冬里美丽的蝴蝶,在内敛的大地、简陋的房舍和沧桑的面孔上悠然飞舞。屋外的马匹,打着响鼻。厚厚的雪,在马匹的身上堆积,然后滑了下来。又一层的雪,将万物覆盖。瑞雪兆丰年。马匹知道,人们也知道,春天还没有 Snow falls into the depths of time (Chapter 3) brings the flame cold weather. Awakened by his mother, only to know the heavy snow from last night until the morning. Mother squatted under the stove, could not stop coughing. The strong scent of millet spread over, bean stalks in the stove chamber flapping burning sound came. Burning, the last breath of the crops, is the beautiful butterfly in the quiet winter, flying in the restrained land, the shabby houses and the vicissitudes of life. Outside the house, ringing nose. Thick snow, stacked on the horse’s body, and then slid down. Another layer of snow, all things covered. Ruixue Mega Year. The horses know that people also know that spring is not there yet