When the mountains are snowing heavily, Jinghua, which has a colder overall temperature, has long been a world of silver.

Nobody expected that the first snow this winter would be so ferocious that snowflakes would fall over most cities north of the river.

The house is like spring, and the pot of Narcissus on the windowsill is quietly blooming.

Two women in home clothes are making dumplings in front of the desk, laughing and talking while watching TV.

Outside the door, there was a sudden crunch of snow when it was trampled on.

"How did you come back so early today? Dinner hasn't been ready yet."

Mrs. Jinghong looked up,...