Winter, although it is the season of fortable. They seem to be dancing e them. The snow gradually stopped, the sun revealed a smiling face from the East, the golden sun shines in the snow, according to ones eyes, shining silver into the earth and all things are pure world.

　　As the saying goes: three were covered in winter wheat, the pillow Steamed Buns sleep. I love winter very much, because winter is the favorite season of farmers uncle.