Although it is not like winter, is like snow. Looking forward to the next heavy snow. Are forgotten when the snow a few petals, and finally one day up in the morning, I would see a long absence, the little elf flew upwards.
Snow wrapped, exceptionally demon Rao. snow on the north, perhaps not really surprising, but for me walking in soft snow, is a different type of affair.
area, there are five Six people together to make a snowman, my task is to install on top of one of a snowman, push lightly for a long time before they piled up a small snowball, managed to go onto, but not according to good to loose a frame, Oh the cold red hand again, or by poor, helpless and can only do some makeup work to do longan eyes, carrots do the mouth, nose it, nothing Oh, the meat is flat neighbor gets a bone plug, a Red plastic bowls deduction only in the head, I'll get to it shall bring silk scarves, hey ~ mold of people who really like Kazakhstan hh
tends to slip out Caicai not through the snow, and colleagues who contest neat and clear footprints, pinch each other play with a snowball Rengzhe, laughing really happy because I do not know how many years before they can again have to see this beautiful snow Oh?
the world does not dye the white Xianchen , there is no chaos, people have to worry in the world to weave their own story of pure, like a boy again.
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