不知何时,天空飘起了雪花,一片又一片,从广袤的苍穹翩翩而下,没多久,四周就一片银白。站在窗前,看着白茫茫的原野上萧瑟的树木和孤零零的村落,我不禁想起了那个飘雪的午后,想起那次艰难的调解。那是2000年的冬天,确切地说是元旦前夕。刚上班不久的我和庭长办理了一起普通的民事纠纷案件,可是就在 I do not know when, the sky floated snowflakes, one after another, from the vast sky down, before long, surrounded by a silvery white. Standing in front of the window and looking at the bleak trees and solitary villages on the vast field, I can not help but think of that snowy afternoon and think of that difficult conciliation. It was the winter of 2000, exactly the eve of New Year's Day. Just recently I went to work and the president handled a common case of civil disputes, but at