Plum Disk

Recently, the weather has become colder, winter has entered, and snow has begun in some places. :: Think of the snow that went on as a child, the plum tree that opened in front of the mother ' s house, the very beautiful, red plumes covered with thick snow, which, despite the size of the snow, could still stand up, bloom, admire its tenacity, strong spirit. Like plumes, not to think of poets: Wang Anshi wrote a number of plum horns and squirms, but knew that the snow was not under a plum tree for the sake of dark fragrances, had a small group of partners, and piled snow under a tree. We've got shovels and shovels, we've made snowmen's eyes with little stones, we've made snowmen's noses with radish, we've made snowmen's hands with radish, we've made snowmen's mouth with a little grass. We're all on fire, we're not cold at all, we're going to pile it up, we're going to show it, we're going to laugh, we're going to laugh at the fun of our childhood, we're going to sneak into our heads