The world of snow

Snow adds a poetic touch to the cold winter months.

Snowflakes are sprinkled and fluttering all over the sky, like floating cotton wool, like flying goose feathers, and in an instant, the earth is white.

The original black, yellow, black and yellow earth is like covered with a white quilt, the originally bare branches are like a lot of pear ......blossoms, and suddenly many poems describing snow come to mind, there is "suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom" beautiful scenery, there are also "a piece of two pieces of three or four, flying into the reed flowers are not seen" of the elegant, but also "the scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting" pride.

Snow brings joy to the world.

The world of snow is white, the world of snow is pure, the world of snow is beautiful, there are no dark streets, and there is no usual hustle and bustle, with the snowflakes flying in the sky, people's hearts seem to be much calmer, and they feel more happiness brought by snow. Some took their children to build snowmen on the snow, the little snowmen wore hats, tied scarves, and held brooms, and the laughter sounded like silver bells in an instant, some walked in the snow and felt the crystal clear snowflakes, and some stood in front of the window and silently watched the snowflakes falling from the sky.

In short, when I was a child, I was thrilled to see snow......

......

However, now......

The north wind whined and roared, and ran wildly in the wilderness, as if it held a sharp sword, capable of piercing through the tight fur jacket, not to mention the exposed skin, which was slashed and slashed by it, and the pain was unbearable.

When we go up halfway up the mountain, it is like entering a sea of snow, except for the wind and snow, and we will lose our vision at a distance of less than two meters. There was no sky, no earth, only storms, and wild snowstorms everywhere, gnawing and suffocating all living things.

I've been imagining the Blizzard scenes in the movies all the way around, and if I were in this world, I would never have a place to die at my age.

Luckily, Ximena, who grew up in the Northland, has a lot of experience dealing with blizzards, and my perception allows me to sense any movement within a kilometer radius.

......

"Oops! my eyes!" I was leading the team in front of me.

The intense foreign body sensation and pain made the eyes keep crying, rubbing, and even felt that I couldn't open my eyes, and I barely opened one eye only to find that my vision was blurry.

"What's wrong?" said Shimena as she walked up the leash.

"My eyes, my eyes, I can't see anything...", I rubbed my eyes desperately.

"Put your hands down and let me see!"

Shimena held my face with one hand and removed the hand I was covering my eyes with the other, at this time my eyelids were red and swollen, and the conjunctiva was congested and edema,

"I'm in a hurry, I forgot to tell you about this, hold on,"

As he spoke, he took out a bit of gauze from his backpack, blindfolded me, and then tore off a wide strip of cloth from his clothes and fixed it briefly.

"This is snow blindness, you bear with it first,"

He looked around, looked back at me and said, "Find a place to take shelter from the wind and snow, you can't rush now... , but..."

I know what she means, the previous road was completely taken by me, and now I'm like this, Ximena can't determine the direction in the wind and snow, although she grew up in the north, but after all, she is not a snowy mountain hunter who has been dealing with wind and snow for a long time, and besides, this kind of ghost weather, the old hunter is not willing to come out.

"Go west," now that I have lost my vision, my perception is clearer, and all the information is fed back into my brain to form a picture.

"Huh?"

Ximena looked at me in surprise, and now that she was in this situation, she didn't know if she should choose to trust me.

"If my perception is correct, there should be a cave a mile to the west,"

I closed my eyes and spread my spiritual power farther away,

"There, there's like an abandoned mine pit or something,"

Perceptual feedback, there are some boxes of miscellaneous items on both sides of the tunnel, which are said to be abandoned because there is no sense of life there.

Ximena has no choice, we stay in place for too long in the blizzard, in that case, after the snow passes, there will be two more ice sculptures, and the gods may not be able to save them, of course, if you want to be the living dead, that's another story.

Ximena walked ahead, changing the route as I was instructed while dragging me on the leash......

Usually a mile away is nothing, but now this kind of ghost weather, so that the original less than half an hour away, stunned to walk for more than three hours, Ximena is physical strength is limited, I am a short time can not adapt to the state of blindness in both eyes, the perception is strong, feedback back to the brain and then processed into an image, far less fast than binocular vision.

......

"Hey!" cried out in surprise, "there's a hole! But this hole is downward, Anna, be careful." ”

"Yes, to the left, did you touch it? yes! That's it," Shimena kept reminding me, "it's a soft ladder, go down, slow!"

......

Half an hour later, Shimena and I went down to the pit.