Snow is my dear
whenever I have a sense of fear
she always comes near
giving me endless care
Like the flying willow
she falls on the window
taking place of the shadow
wiping away the sorrow
Small and white
clean and bright
Snow simply fills my sight
but amazingly catches my heart
Snow is my dear
wherever I burst into tear
she always accompanies here
thus snow is the apple of my eye
图片发自简书App
图片发自简书App
图片发自简书App
那时还是高中吧，女孩名xue。那次初雪，英语老师让我们写一篇关于雪的作文，诗也可以，之后便是和很烂俗的电影情节一样，眼睛看着窗外的雪，心中想着她，很顺畅地写下了人生中第一首英文诗，也是至今唯一一首…
