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04.2022 Story

Search for snow

Far eastern dying & finishing (Suzhou) (Suzhou) / Lu Huijuan
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380Q01        When I was a child, there would always be a vast expanse of snow in winter. As a child, I stepped on knee deep snow to complete the final exam, stepped on the thick ice to play happily on the pond, and picked the long ice cone under the eaves as a sugar gourd. The snowflakes all over the sky are flying in the wind, and even the wheat fields on the roadside are piled with thick snow. Rows of rabbit footprints decorate the monotonous earth... The world of snow is really beautiful!

        In recent years, although it still snows in winter in my hometown, the scene of heavy snow has disappeared, and I may not be able to catch up in a foreign land. Working and living in Suzhou, although people call it "heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below", unfortunately, it doesn't often snow in winter. Occasionally, it's difficult to form when it falls on the ground. On February 7, 2022, it was hard to see the snow falling all morning, and I didn't see the white falling on the ground. Anxious, I got inspiration from the jitter, and decided to tiktok with two niece who had never seen a heavy snow.

        380Q02        The three of them took the subway and came to the foot of Lingyan mountain. Looking up, the mountain is green. I can't help worrying that the top of the mountain with an altitude of only 200 meters will be as white as I expected? I wanted to stroll up the mountain leisurely. However, the two passionate nieces had to run a little. In the twinkling of an eye, they saw several clusters of white in the pits in the distance. They couldn't even pull away. Even the roast sausage that the niece had just eaten suddenly didn't smell good. They only caught it with their hands and stepped on it with their feet. Finally, they had to coax them away on the grounds of "more snow on the mountain".

        Sure enough, the farther you go up the mountain, the eaves and roofs in the distance are slowly covered with a layer of white, and the leaves on the bamboo forests on both sides have become green and white. Even the road is a mixture of snow and water, and there is a little rustling sound when stepping on it. My heart was finally at ease. I began to press the shutter of my mobile phone constantly. The two nieces were excited to walk and play. Especially the little niece had been laughing happily. I advised her to spare some strength to climb the mountain, but she couldn't listen at all

        Seeing that I was ready to climb to the top, I began to regret carrying two "mops". After thinking about it, I decided to put them in the tea garden where the tea trees could not be seen to "play freely". I looked for a beautiful angle nearby and tried my best to take photos, keeping my desire and love for snow in the camera.

        Soon, there were more and more people. The three of us couldn't distinguish between the southeast and northwest, so we had to follow the crowd. The snow was white in front of us. Not only the stones were covered with a layer of snow, but also the big branches of the trees on both sides were stacked with thick snow. The snow covered tree tops looked like blooming silver flowers, which made the mountains and forests picturesque. I was also the first time to enjoy the snow on the mountain. I couldn't help being excited. The two nieces were even more busy making snowmen. It's a pity that the finished products were crooked and there was no exquisite one. Even my great niece, who had high hopes, couldn't make a snowman that met the requirements for taking photos. I think my hands were frozen by the snow and didn't listen to my orders!

        On the way to the top of the mountain, more and more lovely snowmen appear, as if guiding us. Many people bring snow clip abrasives in the shape of ducklings and snowballs to make a lot of exquisite snow shapes, which are enviable. The heavy snow is still falling. If you don't take an umbrella, you will not only have snow all over your head and face, but also drill into your eyes with the wind. Seeing passers-by holding ancient wind umbrellas and occasionally several beauties in Han clothes holding umbrellas in red makes people have the illusion of going through ancient and modern times. They can't help being annoyed. They knew they should make a strategy first. Now they can only secretly take a few photos and sigh at the snow.

        The deeper I go, the thicker the snow is. Stepping on the dead grass begins to become a creaking sound. Where I encounter the air outlet, even my whole foot is buried in the snow. I also use my current skills to "step on" a lovely little rabbit! At this time, it should be described as "silver world". More and more people enjoy the snow, and we have to avoid each other in narrow places. Originally, I wanted to look at the temple on the top of the mountain and shoot Chimonanthus in the snow. Unexpectedly, the temple door didn't open, and the stone road began to become slippery. My niece gradually lost her strength and shouted that she couldn't move. She finally reached the peak. As a result, it was gray and the visibility was very small. Nevertheless, the excitement of climbing the snow top and the dense silver-white woods around still satisfy me.

        When we went down the mountain, we chose another path. Suddenly I heard the buzzing sound above my head. I found that someone had brought a UAV to take a panoramic view. There were colorful prayer flags on the snow. It was somewhat like the style of the snow field in Tibet. On the way, I met a group of children who didn't know each other. I didn't know who started the snowball war, and then turned into a family snowball war... Maybe these are the most unforgettable snow scenes!

        Walking, I didn't feel a little cold. Fortunately, there was a particularly famous vegetarian noodle restaurant on the mountain. We ordered two cups of grain hot drinks to warm our body. After resting for a while, the sky is getting dark, and the colored lights on the eaves of the pavilion are on, which is another elegant snow scene. Unfortunately, the nieces were tired. Even if they were reluctant to part with it, they still had to speed up their steps down the mountain. Only then did they find that their snow boots were wet and their toes could feel the flow of snow.

        Despite the temporary intention and lack of equipment, this time to go up the mountain to find snow is also a novel experience. I appreciate the beauty I have never seen and realize my obsession with snow. It can be regarded as a complete journey!

                

        
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