初冬印象窗前一片片雪花纷纷落下,轻步曼舞,拨弄这浅浅的时光,望向远山,大片大片的纯白色,空气中弥漫着的冬日的气息,浸润了我的每一寸肌肤,在纸上记录下那青春的过往,也把此刻的恬静时光悄悄收藏进我的青春。耳畔发丝被轻轻拨弄,缠绕于沉静的双眸,思绪如这冬日的雪花,于半空舞尽一支华美的舞蹈之后,散落一地。情愫沿着微凉的大地上蔓延,却是铺天盖地地把我淹没。抬头试图搜寻它神秘的身影,视野里却只有一片空白。很多人说过,青春像鲜花,像嫩芽,我却觉得青春像雪。 Early winter impression of a piece of snowflakes have fallen in the window, light step Man dance, fiddle this shallow time, looking to the distant mountains, large tracts of pure white, filled with air in the winter atmosphere, soaked every inch of my skin, On the paper record the youthful past, but also the moment of quiet quietly into my youth. Ears hair was gently fiddle, wrapped in quiet eyes, thoughts such as this winter’s snowflakes, in the mid-air dance to make a beautiful dance, scattered. Affection spread along the cool earth, but it is overwhelming me submerged. Looked up to search for its mysterious figure, but only a blank field of vision. Many people have said that young people like flowers, like buds, but I feel youth like snow.