美文欣赏：倚窗看雪，淡淡梨花妆 The light pear makeup
Leaning against the window, watching the snow.
A group of ELF dance in the air. A dream of the butterfly, Su Yi gently, in search of the previous appointment. Fell in the brook, fall in the plum branches, fell on the loose shoulder, fell on the windowsill. The contemplation of the winter to spring, the sky will be invited, Bi Yu dress.
An elegant, wash all the flowers of tears, let yesterday pink dye incense, either past green cloud comfortable. Dream to do, urging clear worry. Curtain roll spring and autumn, the sun and the Moon Halo ink, favorite this spreading white, regardless of Yin into red small print, or in the eyes of the landscape poetry in the freely flowing style of writing, the freehand brushwork in traditional Chinese painting, thin touch of fragrance, a pillow dream, Yin into a frown of indigo naturalis, night is dim.
The poetry of snow, drunk plum, drunk the cool months, drunk her dowry. Yin ink the faint fragrance, like scattered pear, sparsely smoke quiet. And if not in the hair of Nama elegant, every window, across the years, still swaying in the yellow books, shake drunk into Ningmou poetry.
No snow in winter, lonely, dryness, such as dark and yellow skin, dry and rough. The snow fell, as bathed in the light maiden, pero sweater, Su Rui, Susan, dancing in the wind cut arm, bridges, fingering etc. thin strings, secluded dark secret, gently humming, tactfully a words rhyme, with a piece of old law sorrow, no transfer self adjusting.
"Light to spend more Yan", a "light" word, then quiet heart, such as idle as water, such as the moon above, as a river Pik Wan tour, such as the soft wind scattered. The snow fields, wind shop silver, the faint, condensed into pen blank, copying the years flower branches light incense, into the dream of the music of song poetries.
梅的高洁，素来赞者颇多，它不争不扰，自在逍遥。雪落，梅更艳，辉映成诗，成画，成梦里的一段传奇，成月下书间的一页繁花。梅的洁，雪的白，都是一种淡到极致的美，漫步其间，也便入了诗意，入了画境。枝前吻香，雪间浅卧，点数酣畅，慢摇日光，何其美哉！ Mei Gao Jie, who praised the many, it is the indisputable disturbance, freedom. The snow fell, Mei Gengyan, shine into poetry, painting, a legend into the dream of the moon, a page book among the flowers. Mei Jie, snow white, is a light to the extreme beauty, take a stroll in the meantime, also then enter into the poetic, picturesque scene. Branches before the kiss, the snow lying between the shallow, points earned, slow daylight, how beautiful!
The snow fell silent, earth, light mask all joy sorrow. A Qinghuan, then into the heart. Don't need to skillfully Zinfandel, crystal clear of the six valve, enough to allure. Pear makeup, light without makeup, can still "enchanting smiles", drunk warm dream. Su snow picked up a creek water wash, wash Lian Lian, dust, wash the heart. Mountains and rivers show smile, one feather, opened the bright spring.
Amidst the vast, the lilac girl under the umbrella, that a loss of sorrow, always also draw out. But poetry elegant, sent white scattered into the poem rhyme. Each Yingrun, plump, simple lines, tranquil, chic.
Yellowing fragments, I transform into a snow, shake broken Melaleuca Dieyi, subtle makeup in a pear, raspberry, fragrant surplus sleeve, such a person after.