Dusk began when the snow falls
All night long, busy;
The field and on the road, make a film
Silver white deep silence.
Pine, fir, cedar are wearing iron
The count is too expensive,
While most poor elm branch
To build up one inch thick abas.
The new cover on the roof in the dolomite,
Came the muffled crow;
Hard soft like velvet -- railing
And the snow is still floating interest.
I stood at the window, gazing at
The sky quietly work
And suddenly appeared in a hurry -- snow Bunting
Like the wind rolled leaves.
I think of the lovely Auburn.
There is a small monument to the grave with;
Snow in gently put it casts a
Like a robin on the forest Zhongjiao baby.
Our little Mabel insidiously said:
Dad, who is the snow?
I'll give her our good father
The earth we care.
I looked at the falling snow
Thinking about the lead as the sky;
It was a sad place --
When we build the tombs.
I think of a cloud of snow brings
The increase with time patience;
It takes to heal and heal
Grief pierced the deep wounds.
I once again to Mei Bao said softly:
The snow makes everything goes silent;
Baby, but our heavenly Father
Can call the snow from the days of fall!
The eye has become a blur of me
Kiss was kissing me back to her;
She knew I was kissing her sister --
The accumulated snow