There is a famous song entitled The First Snow of 2002. How time does fly. It is already 2022, and we just wecomed the very first snow of 2022.
The snow fell in the night of last Friday, and I did not realize it until early next morning. When I opened the curtains, I was really excited to see all the snow outside in the courtyard. Judging from the thickness of the snow, I could tell that it was merely light snow. But it didn't really matter. I always love snowy days, heavy or not. The last heavy snowfall I experienced was a decade ago. Nowadays slight snowfall as this is precious enough.
I put on the warmest outfit I could found, wrapped myself in them, and began my adventure in the snowy world. I walked as far as the forest, to enjoy the winter scenery. It was all white, as I expected it to be, and all the quiteness, which I enjoyed a lot. I walked slowly, fearing I might fall. It was cold, but not cold enough, maybe 0 degree celcius or so, because the river hadn't frozen.
I walked on the snow-covered ground for about two hours, while listening to songs and taking photos from time to time. Compared with the last year, many things have changed. A large area of forest has been felled, now it was a clearing waiting to be developed. What a shame. I love the forest so much. But I could do nothing about it. I felt a little emotional, mixed with the joy of seeing the snow everywhere.
Such is the first snowfall of 2022, not perfect or impressive enough, but still it brought me some joy and comfort. I can't wait for the next one and hope it would be heavier. I love the snow, and the world all in white, and quite.