snow

　　 The north and winter, string months, neon, first snow began to waft. 　
A man sitting behind a curtain, listen to the snow snow on voice. Wave fall leaves were soon snow cover, like a grain of dust instant disappeared, along with my memory, together destruction. Composition nets www.zww.cn arriving 　 小荷作文网 www.zww.cn
　　 It seems every year spent the winter are so their warm, huddled in the hut, light a lamp of curl, listening to the music, sipping steaming tea, reading a favorite books, the window watching the slip music.my, year by year, round and round. I wish so perched on his own castle, silently watching years time, like water passing. Don't know the years trace, whether has been hung up my face, whether has been planted in my mind. I know ?