推开窗,外面已是白色的世界。我默默地走出去,一个顽皮的白色精灵落在我的睫毛上,于是,只能微笑着静立了,因为怕它滑落到脚下泥泞的土地上。不分经纬的世界被冻结,也冷却了我手里的玫瑰。思绪如窗外的飞羽般凌乱。回过神来,却发现睫毛上的她早已成为我眼中一滴晶莹的泪。雪停了,我还能回到往日晴朗的梦吗? Open the window, the outside is a white world. I walked out silently, a naughty white elf falling on my eyelashes, so I could only smile and stand still, for fear that it would slip to the muddy soil beneath it. The world without latitude and longitude is frozen, and it also cools the roses in my hand. Feel like messy flying feather outside the window. Upon recollection, she found that she had become a drop of crystal tears in my eyes. Snow stopped, I can return to the sunny dream of the past?