As Yan Qihao and Zhan Xiaoyan guessed, this snow fell three more times, once in the afternoon of the same day, once in the early morning of the next day, and again in the afternoon, and then until the night of the third day, when they had fallen asleep, the weather began to get cold rapidly, even if they were already in the bed, they were also awakened by the cold, and they guessed that the snow had begun to melt at this time, so they quickly added the quilt and raised the fire again, so that they could sleep peacefully again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Sister, the snow has completely melted! Obviously, when we saw it yesterday afternoon, it was still white, and the snow was all thick, but I didn't expect that it had only been a night, and now there were only traces of water on the ground that had not yet dried up, and the snow was thick, but it melted very quickly. At noon the next day, Zhan Xiaoning came to Zhan Xiaoyan's side again, looked at the high sun, and said that the water on the ground had not yet completely dried.

"Yes! But we'll be able to play tomorrow, your brother-in-law took me to a snack street before, and I can see it after passing through a tunnel, and now that you're here, we can go again. No matter what kind of snack you like to eat, the more people there are, the more things you can order, and you will be able to eat more. As for today, let's take out the snow pictures we drew before and compare who drew them well, after all, the water trails outside have not completely dried out! Zhan smiled and looked at the water trails outside and said. It had just snowed, and the snow had just melted, so the second snow wouldn't fall so quickly, so they took the opportunity to go out and have fun.

"Sister, I roughly counted it, I painted two paintings, and then the two brothers only painted one painting, but my grandfather painted three instead, as for my sister, it seems that you also painted three paintings, right? I know that the comparison you are talking about is not based on painting skills and skills, but refers to our dedication and seriousness in this painting, but I don't think we can compare to you, sister. Zhan Xiaoning thought about it and said.

"It's okay, it's just that we are evaluating it from our own family, and we don't care so much about anything else, we just express different opinions based on the scenes you draw. Because even though it is the same snow scene, I don't think everyone paints the same picture, except for the snow, there are always other references, such as houses, people in a hurry, or horse-drawn carriages that happen to appear in front of you, and so on. It depends on what we choose as a reference in our respective eyes, as a different embellishment in this snow scene. Speaking of this, he paused, then turned his head and instructed Red Shadow and Ben Leidao:

"Red Shadow, go to the study and take down the paintings that I and Qihao painted, Ben Lei, you also go back and bring the paintings of Xiaoyu and them!" Zhan smiled and walked over to add some charcoal to make the fire in the stove burn a little stronger, and then sat down, waiting for Red Shadow and Ben Lei to take the paintings, and then take a good look at other people's paintings.

"Okay, Xiao Ning, you can also come over and see what we painted, even if everyone is not all professionally learning to paint, but I think each person's personality is different, and the style of painting is also different, so I can see a lot of excellence from it." It didn't take long for Chiying and Ben Lei to come down with the scroll, and everyone gathered around the table, ready to start looking at the paintings, but Zhan Xiaoning still avoided it, so Zhan Xiaoyan said to Xiaomei.

"Well, I'm just predicting what you're going to say when you see my paintings. Because as you just said, sister, there must be a reference on a painting, so I didn't paint my painting or the reference, but I painted a white snowy scene. Of course, it is impossible to really paint a piece of white on white paper, but replace it with other paints, so my painting seems to have no other colors except that color, and the whole look is very monotonous! Zhan Xiaoning said as she walked over.

She also knew that amateurs didn't need to be seen from a professional point of view, and that wasn't what she minded. But just heard Zhan Xiaoyan say this, so that everyone who sees it can clearly know what is on the painting at first glance, and the snow scene she painted is really very monotonous, but she really painted the snow scene she saw, and there is no reference at all.

"Well, this Xiaoyu used the house as a reference, and drew the scene of white snow falling on the eaves, and then under the eaves, there are empty swallow nests, which makes people feel that in such a cold weather, there will still be swallow nests, and it is also conceivable that when the spring flowers bloom and the swallows come back, they will continue to chirp and be lively in this nest, representing the expectations and longing for the new year." Zhan Xiaoyan commented on the paintings of his two younger brothers one by one.

"Then there is Xiaotian, he is using the street as a reference, there are two or three pedestrians hurrying home, the street is full of white snow, the sky and the snow that continues to fall, you can imagine that the three pedestrians are in a hurry to go home to stay with their wives and children or parents, you brothers are very good at drawing!" After looking at the snow scene drawn by the brothers, Zhan Xiaoyan said this separately. After Zhan Xiaoyu and Zhan Xiaotian listened to their sister's serious evaluation and appreciative praise, they scratched their heads a little embarrassedly, and then continued to look at the first painting painted by their grandfather.

"Grandpa, you did a good job, not only drawing what you saw, but also adding to it the scenes that you couldn't see from your own angle. For example, behind the closed door of this house, there is a family of three generations in the same house, two children are playing in the snow in the yard, and then the young daughter-in-law here is sweeping the snow on the steps, and then here, the old man is thickening the straw in the nest of frozen chickens, and the son and the gray-haired, but in good spirits are playing glutinous rice cakes, which shows that even this kind of weather has not affected their strength to live hard, a very beautiful scene! Zhan smiled and looked at the painting painted by Guan Lao and said.

"Hehe, then girl, you are painting a picture of the house and the carriage on it, and in the end it ends with half of the house, so that the person who looks at the painting will think that there are still many people here in the past. Then there is the carriage you have drawn, and you have drawn the man who drove the carriage, dressed in thick clothes, and whipping the horse with a whip in his hand, and drove back with his master's house. Although the paintings are all static, the scenes you draw will make people feel that they are dynamic, you can imagine what their next action will be, the snow is also beautiful, the whole painting is both static and dynamic, very beautiful! Guan Lao also commented pertinently.

"Okay, Xiao Ning, let's take a look at what you drew now. As you said, you didn't draw any references, but it wasn't as monotonous as you said, because you drew the different ways the snow fell on the ground, some of which were piled up, some of which were trampled on and left footprints on them, some of which were dug up by a child and taken to a snowball fight, and so on, and so on, and you drew as many different ways as the snow fell on the ground. It's a very good painting with snow as the main character, and it is a different form of painting, so you can say that you have drawn a different scene from a place that we have never noticed. ”

Zhan Xiaoyan praised, because they had never thought of drawing different types of snow on the ground, and Zhan Xiaoning drew it, which was really good. And she commented on Zhan Xiaoning's painting the most, just to describe the scene of this painting, she has already used a lot of flower language, and finally praised it, but it is not difficult to see that she is obviously her favorite of Zhan Xiaoning's paintings, so she will make such a pertinent evaluation. Because even she never thought that she would be able to draw a snow scene like this, not when the snowflakes are floating in the air, but when they have landed.

"Really? That's good! So now that we've seen the paintings we have drawn, let's take a look at the paintings drawn by my brother-in-law, so let's take a good look at what kind of snow scene my brother-in-law painted. Hearing Zhan Xiaoyan's words of appreciation, Zhan Xiaoning smiled slightly, and her heart was also greatly relieved. Because of course, she can tell the truth about her sister or just comforting her, and looking at the emotions of appreciation and affirmation in the eyes of others, she knows that her snow scene is really good!

"I'm drawing half real, half imaginary. You also know that now that Xiaoyan is pregnant, I will become a father and she will become a mother next summer, so I drew a scene of her walking in the snow with her son in one hand and her daughter in the other. Although it may not be possible next year, it will be realized when she has a second child, and I am looking forward to having a son and a daughter. ”

Yan Qihao opened his painting as he spoke, and the content on it was as he said, it was a scene with snow, but it was more of a scene where the mother and son (female) were mainly smiling, and the snow scene was only a few strokes around, and the expressions on the faces of the three of them were very real. Even if it's just a static picture, it can be that the person who sees it can feel all the emotions inside, and he really cares about smiling at all times.

"Okay, then there is another painting painted by grandpa, let's not look at this painting first, let grandpa describe the content of the painting, and then we will inscribe poems on this painting, one person and one sentence, even if it is the end of this painting appreciation!" Zhan Xiaoyan put away the emotions that Yan Qihao brought her, especially the emotion of emotion and surprise after seeing this painting, looked at the last scroll that had not yet been opened, thought about it, and said.

"Okay, then I'll describe it. Another painting, which I also imagined and painted in a real way, is a picture of white snow falling from the black night sky in the middle of the night when we are all asleep. They slowly fell, little by little, on the eaves, on the streets, and on the bridges, so that all the places gradually became white, and then the next day, when the sun came out, the snow still did not melt, and the thick, but also white layer had been piled up, and it covered the body of all things, figuratively, it was like a snow-white quilt for them, very beautiful, and very magical. ”

After Guan Lao finished speaking, he opened the scroll, and everyone's eyes fell on the painting he opened. Although this is a painting and there is only one piece of paper, the first half of the painting depicts the snowflakes falling at night, and the second half is the scene of the sun coming out during the day.

"Okay, now that the painting is finished, let's all start to write a poem. It can be a scene when the snow falls at night, or a scene below when the snow has formed a thick white quilt during the day. So we just need to say the poem that comes to our minds, and we don't need to care about whether it can form a poem, I'll come first, and the poem I think of is 'Chaimen hears the dog barking, and the wind and snow return to the people'. Because I think that even when we are already asleep, someone must have hurried back, braving the wind and snow, with concern and longing for their loved ones. Zhan Xiaoyan started first.

"Well, since Xiaoyan has already written a poem, then I will also say the sentence I thought of'The wind and rain send spring back, and the snow welcomes spring.'" , which means that the winter snow has passed, and spring is not far away. Yan Qihao continued the next line of poetry, and also expressed his own feelings.

"My sister and brother-in-law are all talking in five words, so I'll talk about a seven-word poem, mine is 'The snow is white but the spring is late, so the garden trees are flying flowers.'" It seems that none of us have really used the snow in this painting to compose poems, and we all say whatever comes to mind. Zhan Xiaoyu continued with the next line of poetry.

"Really? Then that's me, my poem is ......" followed by Zhan Xiaotian, then Zhan Xiaoning, even the Red Shadow and Ben Lei brothers, also said the poems they thought of, and finally Guan Laolai ended, ending with a sentence 'Suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom', and then Zhan Xiaoyan wrote down the poems made by everyone one by one, although there are five sentences and seven sentences, but it is not completely impossible to make up.

But in the end, Zhan Xiaoning said that let them each choose one or two lines of poetry and put it on their own paintings, they don't need to pay too much attention, just choose what they think fits. Therefore, with such a choice, the afternoon snow scene appreciation is over, and it seems to be very fast, but the hour has passed all of a sudden, and Mama Tian has already begun to wash the vegetables and prepare for dinner. (To be continued.) )