The streets of Beijing after snowfall

The streets of Beijing in the morning after snowfall, as if covered by a layer of silver, are quiet and mysterious. On the trees on both sides of the street, the snow is like cotton, like a white scroll. The sun shines through the clouds and sprinkles on the snow, reflecting a golden glow, making people can't help but marvel at the magic of nature. There are few pedestrians, only a few people stepping on the snow, passing by in a hurry. Their footsteps echo in the quiet streets, sounding particularly clear. Some early risers have already started to clear the snow, their figures in the snow seem particularly tenacious. The shops in the streets and alleys have not yet opened, only some breakfast stalls have started to operate. The stall owners are wearing thick cotton clothes, hats and gloves, providing hot breakfast for the early risers. The steaming food and people's laughter and laughter break the silence of the morning. Not far away, a group of children are playing in the snow. They build snowmen, have snowball fights, and enjoy the joy after the snow. Their laughter and cheers echo in the quiet streets, bringing vitality and vitality to this morning. Although the streets of Beijing in the morning after snowfall are cold and quiet, they are full of the breath of life. People live ordinary and real lives here, enjoying the tranquility and beauty after the snow. Blue Harbor