又是一个夜晚，我坐在电脑前看着每年冬天拍下的照片，希望今年的雪花能快快地归属于大地，突然，朋友们告诉我下雪了，我趴在窗台上，打开窗户，不情愿的把手伸出窗外，抚摸那些晶莹而又美丽的雪花，但美丽的东西也会消失的无影无踪，趴在窗户上，看着窗外路灯下的雪花，不经意的又想起了那年冬天。
Another night, I sat in front of the computer and looked at the pictures taken every winter. I hoped that this year's snowflakes would quickly belong to the earth. Suddenly, my friends told me that it snowed. I lay on the windowsill, opened the window, reluctantly reached out of the window and stroked the crystal and beautiful snowflakes, but the beautiful things would disappear without trace. I lay on the window and looked at it The snow under the street lamp outside the window reminds me of that winter inadvertently.
20xx年的那场大雪，虽说美丽，但在我的记忆里却不是那么美好，那年的第一场大雪在凌晨四点多飘落下来，那天，家人在一起吃饭，本是一个愉快的回忆，却被一些不该发生的事情而搅乱了，爸爸一向对我很严格，那天也不例外，爸爸一直在指着我，我也虚心的接受了，可我还小，我还是个孩子，有些话，说给我们听，真的会让人受不了的，四点了，家里还是一片欢笑声，我独自一个人下了楼，坐在单元门口，握了一把雪，我用手心的温度将雪凝固起来，之后用手刻出一个"心"形，放在自己身边，寒风吹打着我，眼角的泪水还是不停的往下流，姐姐下来了给我披上一件外套，告诉我"学会自己爱自己"，她拾起我身边的那颗"心"，告诉我，雪一样纯白的心是多么的美丽，而我接过那颗心重重的砸在了地上，我告诉了姐姐，在遇到一些事情的时候，无论是什么样的心，在遇到打击时，它都会碎的，姐姐似乎明白了我所说的话，那夜，姐姐一直陪在我的身边，陪我看着那场雪景，虽然不美好，但我却在眼泪中看见了这场雪有多么的美丽。
Although the snow in 20XX was beautiful, it was not so beautiful in my memory. The first snow fell at 4:00 a.m. that day, my family ate together. It was a happy memory, but it was disturbed by something that shouldn't have happened. My father was always strict with me, and that day was no exception. My father always pointed at me, and I also accepted it modestly Well, I'm still young. I'm still a child. I have some words. I can't bear to say them to us. It's four o'clock. My family is still full of laughter. I went downstairs alone and sat at the door of the unit. I held a handful of snow. I solidified the snow with the temperature of the palm of my hand. Then I carved a "heart" shape with my hand and placed it beside myself. The cold wind hit me. It's on the corner of my eye Tears or keep flowing down, my sister came down to put on a coat for me, told me "learn to love yourself", she picked up the "heart" beside me, told me how beautiful the snow white heart is, and I took the heart heavily hit the ground, I told my sister, in some things, no matter what kind of heart, in the face of beating When I hit it, it will be broken. My sister seems to understand what I said. That night, my sister has been by my side, watching the snow with me. Although it is not beautiful, I saw how beautiful the snow is in my tears.
回首往事，无论怎样，我都经历过了，成长了十三年，看见了十三年的大雪由天而降，由风消逝，虽说，我记不住每年的雪景是怎样的，但在我的记忆里，雪花都是一样的，晶莹而又美丽，透彻而又干净，也许雪花正如我们孩子的心一样，纯洁而又天真。
Looking back on the past, no matter what, I have experienced, grown up for 13 years, and saw the snow fall from the sky and disappear from the wind for 13 years. Although I can't remember the snow scenery every year, in my memory, the snow is the same, crystal clear and beautiful, thorough and clean. Maybe the snow is as pure and innocent as our children's heart.
今年的第一场大雪，让我明白，往事终归是网上，新的一年覆盖了过去的一年，就如快乐的笑容能掩饰悲伤的眼泪一样。 今年的第一场大雪让我想起了那年的冬天，其实，每场大雪都告诉了我，那年的雪花虽不华丽，却依旧美丽。
This year's first snow, let me understand that the past is ultimately online, the new year covers the past year, just like a happy smile can cover sad tears. The first heavy snow this year reminds me of that winter. In fact, every heavy snow tells me that although the snow was not gorgeous, it was still beautiful.
那天冬天，属于我自己的小雪人告诉了我，该过去的都过去了，前面依旧美好。
That winter, my own little snowman told me that the past has passed, and the front is still beautiful.
