Growing up in Snowy's love (Episode 39)

  I hope our words can grow up with Guan Sha together; let these touching words in our growth be buried in the bottom of our hearts.

  This post was published by Qín Māo Māo on September 13, 2002 at 20:52:45 in the Fun Garden "Xuě Màn and her friends"

  Wang Enjing: Growing up in Snowy's love

  Xueman, a name that is infinitely endearing, whether in radio waves or in written words, is a word that warms the heart. I first met Xueman through "The Rose Awakens, The Jasmine Blooms". Xueman's writing is delicate, transparent, sincere and warm, like the bright sunshine of March, and as pure as winter snow. From those individual lives like flowers, I saw more or less myself in them. Those warm words also made me feel that special kind of tender love for girls. As Xueman herself said: Girls are like flowers, whether roses or jasmine, each elegant or fragrant in their own way. Girls are flowers and should be cherished.

  Later, I read her "QQ Brother and Sister", which was a very interesting text, another chic snowman brought us a chic pipe sand and unexpectedly. As soon as I got it in my hands, I couldn't bear to put it down. Snowman's words were like a small cotton-padded jacket, blue with small flowers, just like the warmth of my mother's arms. On countless cold and dark nights, I curled up in the corner of my bed, holding Snowman's book and crying with the protagonist, laughing together, being moved together, facing all sorts of things in life together, learning to grow up together. Through those crystal-clear words, I saw her sweet smile, as well as the infinite warmth and love hidden behind that smile. I got used to sleeping with Snowman's fairy tales under my pillow, even if I didn't read them, just putting them under my pillow made me feel at ease, because sister's small cotton-padded jacket made me no longer feel the cold of the night.

  Xue Man's words taught me a lot of things. She taught me to pay attention to the most familiar strangers around me, to make a thousand and one wishes in my heart, to hold my hand and take me to a colorful world, to be a fish that can dance...

  With a song of snowflakes, I am growing up, I am laughing, I am dancing, in the chaotic world with a peaceful heart, gently dancing...

  Echo: On the road

  I actually only had a vague impression of Xue Man. I rarely read articles by contemporary authors, both domestic and foreign. When I was in elementary school, I read foreign fairy tales from one or two hundred years ago, and when I was in middle school, I read martial arts novels. It wasn't until high school that I started reading a wide variety of books, maybe because at this time I also had my own independent thoughts taking shape, so I could choose the books I liked to read. My parents didn't care what kind of books I read either, and many people may have experienced the big search for romance novels and comics, but that never happened to me.

  The first book of Xue Man is called "Flying Over the Birds of Youth", a girl gave it to me, she was called Yimeng in "Youth Literature" and Wu Yeju in my BBS, also a girl who read many books since childhood. At that time, I didn't pay much attention to it, just took it back to read.

  Recently, it seems like many people are using the word "flower" as a metaphor to describe everything. Phrases such as "fresh as a flower", "blooming like a flower", "soft as a flower", and "fragrant as a flower" are everywhere. But Snowy's article is one that can only be described with the word "flower". It's fresh, fragrant, and imperceptibly growing in the air, full of the flavors of youth, growth, and sunshine. Like the tender green plants on a light yellow background, it has a gentle bird flying overhead, forever freezing the memories of young years.