The first snow 第一場雪
[ 2006-12-30 08:50 ]
The first snow came. 
How beautiful it was, falling so silently all day long, all night long, on
the mountains, on the meadows, on the roofs of the living, on the graves of the
dead!
All white save the river, that marked its course by a winding black line
across the landscape; and the leafless trees, that against the leaden sky now
revealed more fully the wonderful beauty and intricacies of their branches.
What silence, too, came with the snow, and what seclusion! Every sound was
muffled, every noise changed to something soft and musical.
No more tramping hoofs, no more rattling wheels!
Only the chiming of sleigh-bells, beating as swift and merrily as the hearts
of children.
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