"Get up! It's almost 8:30, and if you don't get out of bed, you'll be late!! ”

With his mother's shout, Xu Lin on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, put all his clothes into the quilt, and put on his school uniform in a panic in the quilt.

It's really cold today.

"Come on, eat this bowl of noodles, and I'll send you to school later, it's snowing a lot this year."

Xu Lin sat at the table, the smell of powder rubbing his nose, but he stared out the window blankly, after all, he had never seen such a big snow at the age of eight.

"Look at what! Eat! Wait until the powder is cold. ”

"But... Mom... It's not too late ... Xu Lin didn't continue, the child wants to listen to her mother, definitely not because of her mother's eyes.

Xu Lin's home is in the southern countryside, and he attends a Hope Primary School, which is not far away, about ten minutes away. Before going out, his mother wrapped Xu Lin tightly and put on small gloves, if it wasn't snowing today, he would be on the back seat of the bicycle now.

For Xu Lin, a southern child who has never seen snow, seeing snow is really indescribable, on the way there, he turned back step by step, looked at the footprints on the snow, and felt full of natural gifts, and he also thought about the proverb - "Rui Xue Zhao. ”

"Good year! Come on! ”

All of this was dragged away by Xu Lin's mother's strong hand, and her mother was too energetic.

"Na, this is five cents for you, buy snacks at school, collect the money, don't drop it! I'll go home, and I'll pick you up in the afternoon! Be careful at school. ”

"Hmm."

"The snow in the south, it's wet, it's hard to make a ball (for me), and I'm kind-hearted, how can I hide a stone in it?"

"You Flying Pig! It's definitely you! Wang Junmin sat in the snow and rubbed his head and said with a little crying.

Wang Junmin is Xu Lin's best friend.

"Bounce."

"The bounce doesn't work!"

…………

Today's snow is too big, and the classroom is too cold, even if Xu Lin is dressed like a fat man, he can't stop this biting coldness, Xu Lin is still thinking, the north must be colder, and when he grows up, he understands that they have heating.

Finally got up until the end of school, Xu Lin's mother was already waiting for him at the door, tomorrow is going to be a winter vacation, such a big snow, this winter vacation will definitely be a different holiday.

For dinner, Xu Lin's family made a winter must-have - hot pot.

In this cold winter, a hot pot brought heartfelt warmth to the young Xu Lin, there is nothing that a hot pot can't solve, if there is one, come again.

The night in the countryside always comes very fast, and it didn't take long for the village lights to start playing a relay race, one by one extinguished, and in this snowy night, the bed was quiet and peaceful.

The next day, Xu Lin's haunting winter vacation came.

"My winter break is finally here!"

It snowed all night, and the yard was full of snow, Xu Lin picked up his small shovel and began to shovel the snow, shoveling back and forth, but the snow could not be shoveled, but he still had unlimited energy to shovel, he stepped on it with his feet, pressing them into pieces of ice, until his grandmother called him to eat.

This exciting snow made Xu Lin excited for a day and a night, he kept playing in the snow, tasted the taste of snow, built a snowman, made its eyes with stones, used two wooden branches to make his arms and then covered the wooden branches with snow, a carrot is its nose, and made a shape for the snowman, a scissor hand to indicate completion.

On this pale earth, Xu Lin and his friends have a snowball fight together, and there will always be a day when a good day ends, and that day comes very quickly, the passion fades, and only the white is left all over the ground.

Xu Lin began to hate the snow.

The night in the countryside always comes very quickly.

The snow kept falling, and the wind didn't stop, Xu Lin in the dream was still eating his favorite duck hot pot, but was blown by a cold wind, and the hot pot suddenly lost its arrogance, and Xu Lin dreamed that he was gradually buried alive by the cold snow.

He opened his eyes in a daze, the cold wind blew across his face, the snowflakes were also beating him, and in the haze he found that the window was open, Xu Lin had to get up to close the window, the cold wind kept stabbing Xu Lin's face, making him a little sober this night, and when his hand went to close the window, a snow hand was on his hand.

This sudden cold feeling made Xu Lin suddenly sober up, and he tried hard to break away, but the feeling of being stuck by the ice made him have no strength.