In winter,
We can see snow,
The pure white snowflake is very beautiful,
I think that the pure white snowflake is like the angel,
Holy and pure and beautiful.
Snowflakes descend slowly and lightly from the sky one after another,
The pure white snowflake floats and drops on people’s pitch-black elegant beautiful hair,
Float and fall on the shoulders of people,
Descend slowly and lightly in the minds of people,
Pair is held a snowflake in hands,
See it melting slowly.
Pick up first snow in ground with hand,
Have put in hands and clutched into a snowball.
Take snow shovel blow one snow,
It becomes the snowman that both hands patted in fact.
My childhood and the snow is close,
The winter is coming,
I recall me again that pure white snow flake arise,
Recall that arises in that happy childhood.