Finally a fall of snow dresses the world white. I have to put on more clothes to keep myself in a mild feeling. I scarcely go to the open ground, where it must be freezing; but I can watch from upstairs the scenery like a fairy land.  

It is very nice to admire snowflakes after Christmas which has aroused the passion of people to celebrate a day. Some of my friends say it’s a good time to play with snow, but they may not be serious because it is too cold. It is also because we are no more kids, who used to be familiar with snowball fights and making snowmen. When we are done with our everyday work, we are familiar with a warm room.

But I still see some people, being adults or kids, playing with snow. It seems that snow is something precious in their hands. They do not make great actions with it, but may hold in hands some white treasure and throw it unto others and have fun like this for only a while. I hardly see many snowmen especially big ones. But once I see one, I admire the skills of its master.