This winter, I must go to see the snow in Huizhou

Winter simplifies the colors of Huizhou, transforming the colorful Huizhou into deep brown, and the snow turns the deep brown into complete black. Except for white, it's black, such a feeling is pure and simple, clean and clear. Huizhou's snow is quiet, it always comes silently! Snow falls in Hongcun, whitening the small bridge, whitening the green tiles. Soak a cup of tea in the inn of Hongcun, watch the snowflakes falling through the window, and let time pass quietly. Snow falls in Xidi, whitening the archway, whitening the deep alley. It drowned the footprints of the once Huizhou merchants, drowned the sadness of the once Huizhou women, but could not hide the heavy vicissitudes of time. Snow falls in the ancient city, whitening the eaves, whitening the city wall. It can't hide Huang Binhong's indifferent elegance, Tao Xingzhi's unity of knowledge and action, and it can't hide the light grinding fragrance of Huizhou ink in She inkstone. Snow falls on the old streets of Huizhou, those bluestone alleys, the color of She inkstone, are slowly changed by the snow, either vaguely or deeply hidden. No matter which way, it will make the old street extremely beautiful. Snow falls in various villages in Huizhou, the small village is quiet, just like the hometown in the heart. Those pink walls and black tiles, those stone carvings and wooden windows, follow the Zen, and find the old dreams! A journey of mountains and rivers, a year of flowers, a lifetime of floating life, a moment! Life is like a stay, suddenly like falling snow. The big dream will eventually wake up, cherish the present!