初雪飘飘.真失啊!它整日笠夜落触地飘著.落在山岭上.落在草地上,落在生者的屋顶上.落在死者的坟墓上!在一片白茫茫之中,只有河流在美丽的画面上句画出一道弯弯曲曲的黑线;还有那光秃免的树木.映衬若灰蒙蒙的天空,更显得杖丫文错.姿态万千。初雪飘落时,是多么的垮谧,多么的安详l一切的声响都趋沉寂一切噪音都化作柔和的音乐。 The snow was fluttering. Really lost! It floated all day and night and fell on the mountains. It fell on the grass and fell on the roof of the living. It fell on the tomb of the deceased! In a white day, Only the river draws a crooked black line on a beautiful picture; there is also a bald-free tree. The clouded sky makes it more difficult. When the snow fell, it was how embarrassing, how serene and all the sounds went silent. All the noise was turned into soft music.