Author:Mr. Jiang ChenClassification:Capricciotwo thousand and twenty-oneyeartenmonthtwenty-sevenday
On October 2, 2021, snow fell deep in the mountains of Xinjiang.The last time it snowed deep in the mountain was on April 22.Last year, it snowed in the deep mountain on October 6.Since 2018, I have sunk into the deep mountain, so far, all the words have become the dense mountain.I still remember this time last year, I was sweeping leaves on campus alone, feeling the last bleak autumn.Overnight, I wrapped up my cotton padded clothes and relied on my military coat
I wrote about "migratory bird life" two days ago. Every day I was lucky to go out of my home and walk from the east to the west of the community.Along the way, I wrapped up my clothes and quickly flashed across the road.After all, the cold has covered all the drops on my body.In recent days, it has been more than ten degrees below zero. In some places, it has reached more than twenty degrees below zero.Hiding indoors and living on the heat, I walked out of the room, but I was already trembling. I wanted to put on my wings and hide back.In winter, there is sunshine
