This winter, I was away from home, spent in Hunan. Winter in Hunan is quite different from Beijing, a rain is the snow falls. See the sky falling snow, I began to miss Beijing in the winter. 　
　
Walking in the snow, creaking, look, a bunch of footprints also called beauty. Snow, covering the whole earth, snow Elves will change. The field is no longer dull yellow, snow elves of its decorative. The head is no longer blindly black, white snow elves give each person with different ornaments. The earth is no longer cold green, snow elves it with warm by. The tree is no longer quiet green, snow elves give it with a thin yarn, let the tree alive