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Winter in the Northern City
Category:
Team building
Author:
Che Yanlong
Source:
Dalian Storage and Transportation Company, General Department
Release time:
2022-12-15
Visits:
80
On a winter morning, snowflakes were drifting gently outside the window, showing no sign of letting up. The entire landscape was draped in a silvery-white cloak, as if covered by a thick quilt of cotton. In the distance, the paths, trees, and rooftops were all blanketed with heavy layers of fresh snow, lending this coastal town an especially tranquil and beautiful ambiance.
Dalian, located at the junction of the Yellow Sea and the Bohai Sea, differs from the traditional “snowy villages” of Northeast China. Here, winter is gentle—temperatures are higher than in other northeastern cities. Although there are occasionally heavy snowfalls each year, they quickly melt away. Yet, this region also has its own fierce side: as soon as the twelfth lunar month arrives, howling north winds sweep in from the sea, sounding almost like a trumpet call heralding the arrival of winter.
The snow kept falling, and the world outside the window was beginning to come alive. The roads were slick with snow, and pedestrians moved cautiously, tiptoeing carefully for fear of slipping in the vast expanse of white. Yet the adorable children weren’t afraid at all—they chased each other playfully, tossing snowballs back and forth. Their laughter, as clear and bell-like as silver bells, echoed through the empty streets. Not far away, a snowman had quietly taken shape: with a bright red nose and round, innocent eyes. Who knew? Someone had suddenly had the idea to place six wild berries atop its little round head, and thus a slightly comical “little monk” appeared before our eyes.
In my memory, winter is a world of swirling snow and ice—where the earth lies asleep in a vast expanse of white, as if everything has come to a standstill. People glide across the frozen river surface, their breath forming wisps of white vapor that cling to their eyebrows and eyelashes. From afar, they look like a group of elderly gentlemen with white beards—utterly adorable.
The snow on the roads grew thicker and thicker, crunching softly underfoot. The heavy white snow clinging to the branches resembled plum blossoms in the twelfth lunar month—each blossom and cluster swaying gently in the breeze. This heavy snowfall brought a sense of first-time winter joy to everyone in the city, opening the door to our childhood memories. Do you, like me, can’t wait to step back through that door and relive your carefree childhood once more?
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