To the White Snow
2017-02-22
Little are you,
Great are you,
You are the purifier of the dust,
You are the hope of the dark,
You always reside in my heart,
And you are the white snow.
As you come,
People sing and dance;
As you become heavy and fluffy,
The world gets busy;
As you make the world numbing cold,
You warm my heart;
As you stop,
You leave us a world of wonders and memories.
I still remember the time you fell on the land of my hometown,
My dear cousin and I trudged and cheered in you;
I still remember the moment I sat in the classroom
Overlooking the distant hill where you stayed;
I still remember the love of my life at college,
Where beauty and purity I held were presented to the one I loved;
I still remember the playground in my high school,
Where my classmates and I had snowball fights fiercely but happily;
I still remember the time you fell and covered the mountains and rivers,
I sat down in my room imaging a world of fairies, elves and legends.
Now you have arrived again,
Before I can prepare something meaningful for you.
I see a world of white fluff,
I see a world of white cars and buses,
I see a world of white houses,
I see a world of bliss and smiles,
And I feel the world seems to have never changed at all since my childhood,
Although changes have already happened a long time before.
You are still the angel in my heart,
And maybe the angel in everyone’s heart.
You may throw your tantrum sometimes,
Which disorders the world,
But you smile to us indeed,
When we are really sad.
The sun shines,
Hope comes,
The world brightens,
And finally your trace disappears.
I know,
That’s your grace.
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