[Lonely Winter Dream] Chapter 117: Everyone Laughs Cathay Pacific, When the Cold Fades and the People Are Safe [Great Cold: Fifth]
The river is not open,
The new papier-mâché window is auspicious.
The moonlit night blows the snowflakes,
Outside the window, there is a shallow white tree.
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Drunk in summer should be in the south, winter and the northern country. How unusual the southern country is in summer, and the same is true of the northern country in winter.
Nowadays, the rivers and lakes are still icy, and this small courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing is close to a long river connecting the north and south.
The owner of the small courtyard bought window flowers and the like early, pasted them on the windows, and the word "Fu" was upside down one by one, which contained the mystery in the Chinese characters: pour "Fu", to Fu, and the people of Huaxia Shenzhou think that this can make the blessing come home.
This small courtyard has also been made into a homestay by the owner of the courtyard, retaining the original flavor of the courtyard, and deliberately repairing the old as the old in order to operate, and the cultural meaning is integrated into the beams and pillars, containing the entire courtyard.
It may be that Dahan and Kyushu rest here, and there is a heavy snow in the city of Beijing, which rarely snows in winter. Last night's snow was so beautiful, illuminated by the silver moonlight, the moon-white wave shadow, rippling in the small courtyard, Kyushu looked at it all night.
Now that the snow has stopped, the sun has not yet come out, and Kyushu, like the sun father, is still asleep, perhaps last night watching the night full of the courtyard and the falling snow was tired enough.
Da Han was not in a hurry, he rested at will in Kyushu, and helped the owner of the courtyard clean up a layer of snow that was not very thick in front of the door.
If the owner of the courtyard was not around, it would be impossible for Da Han to use a fairy force to blow away the snow at will, after all, if it brought a gust of wind nearby, it would really affect the people living nearby.
When Kyushu woke up, the snow outside the window hadn't melted much, and I saw snow flying all over the trees, and the pale green willow color looming on the weeping willow trunk hanging on the riverbank, which was slightly inferior to what I saw on the lakeside of the park that day.
Looking at the courtyard and the branches of the trees hanging with snow white, Kyushu remembered a poem, "Suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom." ”
This poem is very appropriate, there are clumps of snow hanging on this tree, isn't it like the snow-white pear blossoms blooming on the tree?
Just like the pear blossoms I saw in the south of the Yangtze River in Kyushu in spring, there is less scattered sorrow, and there is more interest like plum blossoms "Ling Han blooms alone".
The snowman who had been building a snowman alone in the yard for several hours wanted to have a snowball fight with Da Han, but Da Han was afraid that he would accidentally hurt Kyushu with his fairy power, or that a snow would fall for no reason.
In the afternoon, the clouds opened, the sky was clear, the sun was shining on the earth, and the river ice outside the window was shining with a golden light, and the surface was slightly melted, but it looked no different from the previous days, and it was solid and intact across the river.
The snowmen piled in Kyushu in the courtyard began to melt, first with small noses made of turnips, and then with clothes buttons made of stones...... Eventually, it melted into a pool of water and snow, and the straw hat on the snowman's head fell to the ground.
Kyushu looked at the snowman and flattened his mouth, a little lost, but Kyushu also knew that when the sun came out, the droplets that turned into snow were called by Mother Earth and Mother Cloud in the sky to go to their homeland.
I can understand that the snowman melted quickly, but after all, the child was reluctant to disappear out of thin air with the "life" he had worked so hard to create, and it was not until dinner in the evening that Kyushu walked from the house to the courtyard again.
The "pear blossoms" of the trees have now returned to the world in the form of water droplets, and some of the small water droplets who have not had time to return home have stayed overnight, huddled together, and hung strings of ice cubes on the branches.