雪色天堂雪后的清晨,每当拉开帘子,总会有一片洁白飘入我心中的世界……洗尽铅华的景总是有一丝丝略带忧伤的美,清亮的冰晶妆点了半扇隔绝的窗,如水晶般焕发着晶莹的神彩……此刻,红艳艳的剪纸窗花失去了色彩,虽是精雕细镂的雕刻,也不及冰花的半点精致。这是冬日的艺术品吧,洁净的,几乎没有了凡间的味道……这面水晶之外,则是一片渺茫。白色覆盖了杂乱,只留下了茫茫和沧桑。可这是初雪,何来沧桑?看那披雪梧桐, Snow paradise after the snow in the early morning, when the curtains opened, there will always be a white floating into my heart ... ... wash the top of the scene there is always a slight outline of sad beauty, clear ice crystal makeup A half-isolated window, crystal-like sparkling glitter ... ... At the moment, the red bright paper-cut windows lost color, although carved fine engraved engraving, nor the ice of the slightest exquisite. This is a winter artwork, clean, almost no mortal taste ... ... this crystal, it is a slim one. White covered messy, leaving only the vast and vicissitudes. But this is the first snow, how to vicissitudes?