Prose on heavy snow and solar terms

"Twenty-four solar terms": "November Festival, the biggest one is full, and the snow is full here." When I came back from the field, my hands were already stiff. Although it is still warm, it is windy and indifferent to everything, so the trees are very thin, and the field paths they often walk through are wrinkled without the cover and reference of weeds. The wheat is still the same, the wind is coming and rustling. In the sunny and warm weather for more than a month, they grow too full of laughter. There should really be a heavy snow arrival, which is not a good thing and suppresses their joy and untimely prosperity. However, the sunrise is still red-faced, the sunrise is still brightly painted, the trees, the earth, the birds on the wires are all covered with golden coats, and me. At this time, the birds are a little lazy after eating and drinking in the sea for an autumn.