我喜欢看冬天里刺骨的寒风所带来的“万花纷谢—时稀”的境界,你看柳叶欲枯黄却还有长条在风中摇曳,菊花落残了却犹剩几枝抗衡寒彻严霜。我爱冬天,无论它的寒风怎样猛烈,它的阴霾怎样愁人,无论它的白昼怎样短促,无论它的暗夜怎样漫长,但仍旧爱它,爱它透明清亮,爱它使人清醒,爱它给人明志。冬天,尤其是在北国荒凉、寂寥,但赤裸的枝条却向冥杳的远方呼号,唤起春天的觉醒,苍茫的天野却有美丽的雪飘,化为春天的乳汁。 I like to see the winter brisk cold brought “flowers” - sometimes thin "realm, you see Willow yellowish but there are long strips of swaying in the wind, chrysanthemum fell still left still few branches To counter the severe cold frost. I love winter, no matter how violent it is, how gloomy its haze it is, no matter how short the day it is, no matter how long it is dark, but still love it, love it transparent, love it makes sober, love It gives people Mingzhi. Winter, especially in the northern desolate, lonely, but the naked branches to the distant callsign, evoking the awakening of the spring, the vastness of the sky there is a beautiful snow drift, into spring milk.