Freezing up the Northeast
Some people say that I seem to have been born in the wrong place, and that a person who likes to read Song lyrics in a cheongsam doesn't seem to be from the Northeast. I also admit that my heart is indeed intoxicated by the taste of Jiangnan. Spring time, holding the "smoke tree heavy fragrance letter apart, curtain outside the flowers can not fly" lines sniffing the faint sadness and softness; summer time, in the "a river of smoke and water shining clear arrows, the two banks of the home to the painted eaves" in the beauty of the search for that is not toxic hot warm sunshine; autumn When you close your eyes, your mind will come up with "the hidden water of the green hills is a long way, the grass has not withered in the south of the autumn" subtlety and warmth. However, a winter, especially to the time of the freezing cold, these are not worth mentioning, I took off the outer clothing of Jiangnan, the most "northeast" side of the bones revealed. Winter, only in the Northeast, to experience the complete and thorough.