The snacks at the corner of Chang'an Winter Street are particularly attractive, sweet, hot, take a sip, and breathe out a ball of white gas, this warm winter feeling, as if holding a small brass stove in your arms, listening to Mama Ai tell a long time, the old story under the roots of the imperial city is so warm and happy. The smoke warms the heart and lungs.

My mothers and grandmothers are my family, and the deep house in the snowy alley on the street is my home.

I will never forget the snow of that year, and my Chang'an was wrapped in silver. It nourishes the raw mist, the hot bean curd, the warm noodles, and the white mist from the hawkers shouting and selling snacks.

I have a fluffy coat of fox fur, and I always like to wrap it around my body and climb the eaves and walk the alleys, "stinging and stinging" like a fox, and disappearing with the wind shadow. Once, Mama Ai stood under the porch and exclaimed, "Bah! The fox is at home! There's a fiery fox there! "I almost spilled the soup on Mama Ai.

I was bluffed too! Well! There are foxes?! Where? Weird and scary!

I searched for it, but I couldn't find it. The little hooves almost fell down while climbing the tile crack, no wonder it was not easy. This "eaves and wall" kung fu is to be practiced, I beat the mother's womb out, practiced for five or six years, the essence is the essence, but it can't stand Ai Mama's bluffing! I was frightened, panicked, and looked down to see that I was wrapped in a fire fox fur, and then I realized that the "fire fox" was me! I stuck out my tongue and climbed over the wall with a "sting".

Mama shouted at the base of the wall: "Bhoo! Miss! Grandma! It turned out to be you! I had already disappeared, and my grandmother's voice was still ringing in my ears: "Be careful!" Walls come and go, don't fall! ”

Later, when I entered the court, there was such a big Han court, so many hot copper stoves, the charcoal burned very strongly, and the high-quality fox furs were piled up one by one, and the winter became extremely warm. But I stood in the cold snow, shivering from the cold.

His Han court is not my home after all.

My home is in the alley at the corner of Chang'an Avenue, the deep house is climbing with green moss, the green is so thick that it seems to extend to the cold winter that is beyond reach, and the spring is so powerful and vigorous, it is like the general of the monarch's father, Dan Xià, who wants to put the territory of the place pointed by the scepter into the bag. It's going to eat the winter, too.

I lived there until I was eight years old.

Later, when I stood in the emperor's dragon court and watched the continuous snow flakes fall from the Han Palace, flooding over the green tiles, layer by layer, I remembered my home in the alley of Chang'an.

Such an old house encircled the joys, sorrows and sorrows of my eight years old.

When I was a child, I was so noisy, my mother said, I was a monkey, and then I thought about it, I left, how lonely that mansion should be.

I was eight years old. It was the early winter of the third year of Yuanyasu.

The red-skinned fox stabbed on the wall again, and Mama couldn't control me, and I couldn't go home again. In fact, I don't want to make Mama sad, this year's winter is extraordinarily cold, after a few points of snow flocculent frost, I made a fuss, ate the cold wind and suffered from the cold, Mama against the cold discouragement in the corridor boiled for three days and three nights of decoction, before feeding my illness. I shouldn't have climbed over the wall and uncovered the tiles again, but the day before yesterday, when I was still honest, I snatched Ermao's pancake next door, causing him to go home and suffer a beating, and I always felt sorry for him. I want to pay him back. Mama scalded the cake for me. Ermao never bullied me, and I didn't want to bully him.

I carried the hot cake close to me, climbed over the wall, and ran towards Ermao's house.

In the early winter of the third year of Yuanyasu, I will never forget that snow.

The snow fell heavily this year.

I ran in the wind and snow, wrapped my fur tightly, but there was still a cold wind in the cuffs, snorting, swooping, scurrying to my throat, freezing so cold that my heart was about to chill.

I'm afraid that the pancakes that will be returned to Ermao will cool first.

I ran extremely fast.

I was only eight years old that year, and I didn't grow tall, and the snow was almost up to my knees, and I was running like I had legs on the roads I was familiar with on a regular basis.

I ran and ran, chasing Ermao's house, and the snow flakes flying under my feet were thrown out of the way by me.

In the snow, the white gas almost froze into ice crystals.

Ermao is a neighbor in the narrow alley, we don't live far away, and we usually communicate by the cornices and walls, but for some reason, I seem to have walked a lot of roads in my memory that day before I found Ermao. When I carefully touched the pancake and tried to return it to him, I realized that the pancake was already cold.

I rode on the wall and shouted, "Ermao Ermao!" I've come to see you! Are you out playing? "I snorted and snorted, as if I had done a tiring day's work, and that day—it was so tiring!

I yawned and suddenly wanted to sleep.

After a while, there was movement in the window, and someone hung up the curtain - my heart was in my throat, for fear that the head coming out of the window was not Ermao, but Ermao's black-headed and gray-faced fierce father! You must know that Ermao does not go through the window, only climbs the wall! Just like me.

I was wheezing, and I had enough snow to get hot before I could run hot, and I felt cold now. The cold wind dried the sweat, and the jacket was against the back, cold and cold.

The bamboo pole poked out, propping up the window shelf, and I stared at it and didn't dare to move. A hairy head poked out of the window - I breathed a sigh of relief, Ermao, of course! If it's Ermao's father, if you scold your mother, you will get out before your head!

I didn't dare to shout, only beckoned to Ermao.

Ermao saw me and happily waved his hand in response to me. I rode on the wall and grimaced at him: "You can't come out?" ”

Ermao shouted loudly: "Come out!" "The little mouth is like a crooked melon.

The crooked melon cracked jujube is black and swarthy, and it is even darker by the snow. I stuck out my tongue, and was about to scold him for not turning his head well, so loudly afraid that his father and mother didn't know that Liu Erya, who was from Mama Ai's house next door, was running to their house to bully their son again? Thinking so, Ermaozao supported the window edge with both hands, jumped skillfully, and landed steadily, Ermaohan smiled and shouted while running: "Erya, why don't you go home?" I thought I wouldn't see you! My parents have gone to your house......"

I rode on the wall and was so frightened that I almost didn't fall off: this ...... I just snatched a piece of pancake from the son of Ermao's father, and I plan to return it, so I'm stingy, it's worth running to my house to sue?!

I said: "Ermao, you take care of your father and your mother, if you can't do it, let's not be friends - grab a piece of cake from you, I will cover your cake and ask your cake to give birth to a bunch of cakes, and then you can say it, why do you still run to my house to tell my grandmother that I will rob you of a piece of cake?!" I took out the hard piece of bread and said, "Oh, isn't this paying you back?" ”

Ermao was so anxious that he waved his hand again and again. I swayed my legs, looked at his panicked look, and replied seriously: "Forget it, forget it, if you pee in bed for another three days, you will be angry with your father and mother, and I will still play with you." ”

Ermao seemed to have eaten wonton and blocked the knot, so anxious that he couldn't speak, panting and looking at me: "...... No, it's not! Ertwo, Erya, all the streets are going to your house, I'm my father...... My mother likes to be lively...... Go, go to your house and see the excitement ......"

I almost didn't jump off the wall: "What's going on at my house?" I'm all here! "I'm really anxious, in previous years, I looked at the excitement, didn't I have to look at the bad girl who was twisted by her mother and feint to beat? I'm betting on the biggest bustle, auntie and grandmother, what are they panicking about?

"Erya, don't you really know," Ermao shook his sleeves and wiped his nose, and snorted, "There are so many people in your house!" He exaggeratedly shook his hands and made a big circle: "So many people! Half of Chang'an City is crowded with your house! …… You...... You...... Did you burn down their ancestral house last night? ”

I'm really angry, Ermao doesn't think about me, can I burn half of the ancestral houses of the people of Chang'an City? …… When it's really time to burn down the ancestral house, I will have to burn down the entire house in Chang'an City! How can you leave half a city behind?

I jumped off the wall, and I almost smashed a hole in the snowstack. Ermao ran over and helped me up: "Shall we go to your house?" I stomped through the snow as if with great determination: "Go!" Let's go! ”

I'm afraid that Ermao's father and his mother will go to my house, what if Ai Mama is bullied? I'll have to go back and see. If you can't beat Ermao's father and mother, you will be angry with Ermao in the future.

Ermao was still stupidly following me.

I don't want to go, how many years have I been separated from Chang'an in this snow.

My home, the big mansion hidden in the green vines, is now surrounded by the neighbors. I struggled to push people away, and took Ermao eager to fly the eaves and walk the wall, but Ermao stopped me: "Ya, don't mess around, look, it's from the official family!" ”

Someone from the official family?! I was shocked, didn't the people of the official family catch thieves? I only snatched Ermao's pancakes, but I didn't steal him!

Ermao opened the way for me in front, and shouted while pushing: "Let me, let!" …… We're back! Let the two pass! ”

I ran in on tiptoe, Ermao followed me, and halfway through the run, he suddenly stopped moving. As soon as I turned around, I saw a person in an official uniform that I had never seen before stopped Ermao in half, I looked up and met the eyes of the person in the official uniform, and the person was stunned, lowered his eyelids, and did not look at me.

He didn't stop me, but he stopped Ermao. A long official knife was sheathed, and it stood between the two of us.

Only then did I realize that the two columns at the door of the house were all big men in official uniforms, and the sheathed knives were still cold, and the cold light seemed to pass through the sheath, flashing so that people did not dare to approach.

Behold, the lively people were all cut off and could not come near. Outside the mansion was really crowded as Ermao said, and Ermao's father and mother were also thrown into the sea of people. But they couldn't get by.

I tiptoed, my eyes brushing over the sheath in front of me, and then turning back to the coat of arms around the waist of the humanoid uniform, and for some reason I was not afraid of him at all, and said, "I'll go home." ”

He didn't stop me, which means "I didn't stop you from going", only glanced at me slightly, and lowered his gaze again.

It was a terrible day.

I turned around and found Ermao from the crowd, glanced at him, waved my hand, and shouted: "Ermao, go to my house, go and see if Mama Ai is okay!" I'm going to have fun with you at night! ”

Then, without looking back, he ran into the door of the house.

For many years, no matter how thick and clear the snow under the Fengque steps is, it is not as good as the early winter of Yuankang, and the thin snow in the narrow alley of Chang'an makes me nostalgic.

Later, I never came across it again.