When I got up in the morning, the wind was still blowing, and it was raining lightly. I don't know when the snow began to fall quietly.

At lunchtime, it wasn't very big. In the evening, it gets bigger and bigger. Looking like this, I should be able to have a snowball fight with my niece and nephew tomorrow.

Recently, the family has quarreled a lot about buying a house, and I really don't want to stay at home.

Every time I see two children over there and watch their parents quarrel blankly, I remember that I was like this when I was a child, I don't know why my parents quarreled, I don't know why I can't talk about something.

To this day I wonder why we are arguing, and is it going to solve the problem? No. Then why is it still noisy.

Maybe it's just to vent the unhappiness in my heart. The snow is getting heavier and heavier. The ancients said that the snow is a good year.

When is a good year? What is a good year? I don't understand.

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