冬

                                             空中飘洒着雪花，                                        遗失了

                                             白袍覆盖着山崖，                                        夏的飞流，夏的蓬勃，夏的喧哗；

                                             小河关上玻璃门窗，                                    有人说冬色调单白，

                                             大地展出银色图画。                                    比不上

                                             啊！                                                                秋的紫山，秋的红叶，秋的花···

                                             冰雪世界，                                                    我说

                                            晶莹，纯洁，无暇。                                     冬天最富生机，

                                            有人说冬属于死亡，                                     冬天最富启示。

                                            没有了                                                             在少年面前，他像伟大的教师师                                                           淙淙春水，蒙蒙春雨，嫩嫩春芽；         博学的哲人。

                                            有人说冬是沉寂的，                                     无私的妈妈——

                                                                        请听，种子和泥土谈话，多亏厚厚的雪被，

                                                                        冻死了害虫，细菌

                                                                       温暖着种子娃娃，

                                                                        若没有种子妈妈的慈爱，

                                                                        哪里有明年

                                                                        淙淙春水，蒙蒙春雨，嫩嫩春芽······