Solar term is the four seasons how good the footnote. In my heart fake oakley sunglasses, each solar terms on staff are like notes, play to the nature of the poetic melody.

For example of just over "the beginning of winter," a read under, as if the fog of pure white spread around, make I can't help but want to explore the depths of the day, the north wind will waft of how bleak passages, which can KuJi fades will deduce the scene of snow will continue despite how hard enough.

Perhaps because of the sake of constitution, was born afraid of the cold, and therefore particularly eager to temperature. The worst of the winter should be? Like much of the YangHua LiuXu, continuously at the pull of the cold and damp and tie up bound not over of entanglement and deposition. For more than 30 years, I hand in two seasons in the pain of frostbite bubble, unable to self heal. Winter for me, how dreadful how bitter evil spirit, is obvious.

A small, I will deeply dislike winter, afraid of the cold, and despise my skin as decay and thin soft will.

Childhood season, life is full of shocking cold. Particularly clear once, Rome wasn't built midwinter, school students during the break organization running to cold region. I dragged does not know by who wear too little, but in my big two th padded boots, follow the class terry run. NaXie walk and tap tap, not GenJiao, once faster, but also catch up with one step one step. I'm a people and see a of weeds in a playground, a list of a list of students draw a neat, run in a circle circle, raise the cheerful flying dust and hot steam. Only I'm in the outside dopie, like a fall of single wild goose, abandoned behind them in all. Shape and not backward, and cover inner shy, and step up to catch up with everyone in queue. The wind and the biting cold, YiYongErRu. I made a monkey out of, not only didn't give the body a points of the scorching heat, but to my PSP ti, all the more recognition.

Haizi said, facing the sea, chun nuanhua leaves. What a lucky one can natural growth, from years to break the temperature of the new life. How many tears and despair are covered, the world become the great treasures of the solar-thermal asperses full storeroom. "I sipping nectar of dew, listen to the song of the birds, with the racket grass. I always Yang orders dance up, not for don't see my fantasy, but to see the bright (JiBoLun" flower chorale ")." The four seasons is itself is the source of life, it has a glorious have withered, endless.

Out of the original demand, yearning and warm, is my deepest feelings in winter, as is the source of life, the source of joy. Then, in the life most simple desires satisfied. When I was in the winter afternoon, sit to hug a window gentle sunshine, happy warm current is full of whole body, at that moment, I asked for nothing. Whenever frostbite scar is healed and I were glad as recovery of frozen soil bearing vitality of the grass, at that moment, the temperature in the sun of the Buddha's light beings like save, I am devout them LAN into the embrace, let the light YiCunCun greedily upon me through, dissolve my frozen body and mind.

Suddenly and in the winter, in the cold between heaven and earth, I naturally know, no matter how much desire, in the background of the four seasons, will be trimmed the desire of the growth in pairs. Cold let person infatuation temperature, dry let people eager to heart, for a ray of sunshine and between the edge of the leak at it, I'm from trembling leaves rustle heard it on the steps of spring oakley sunglasses, is full of love and with warm.