Snow slightly

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Cold, and snow, a small, thin, and I look in the window, ah, yesterday added the snow turned into rain - and the next was the rustle of the windows mist.
be in a good warm, do not want to get up ah do not want to get up in the winter really put me to sleep, so I thought more and more in love with. Oh
start, watching the water vapor on the windows and imagine the Ice, I remember in the above painting, finger touch, cold, and no water vapor only remember a long time did not dare open the window, which is outside the original water vapor.
really did not want to go outside, though like Ice, like snow, grow up, fewer hours of the kind of fearless. Despite the cold to enjoy the whole time, even if the hand was red with cold, even if the shoes into the snow, even if the ears seem to be frozen out at any time, and stood in the snow snowball fights, eating ice bar and even eat the snow, not the kind of excitement else can match. If the adults know, a rather scornful tone, how to eat it snow? If eating out of order to how to do? Never thought these little hearts, although the name was an adult, curses, thrust into the house, or secretly to look outside of the brothers and sisters, still trying to run out to join the ranks of exposure to cold. Now? Even in the room are thinking about how to get yourself comfortable, warming up some, can not get up do not get up, get up, have to consider how we go not to the chilled, I do not know how so afraid of child froze, as if memory not frozen over. Although the snow came
are in a dream, this winter because they have unlimited beautiful reverie. I have gone to the embodiment of the impulse, should in the world I can leave such a beautiful, crystal clear footprint can let this love, would rather stop in the cold for me, life is short, how calculated?