Snow Falls on Maple Marks
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Snow falls on maple marks The snow came over the window lattice at dusk. Lin Xia curled up in the old vine, and ran her fingertips across the yellowed maple leaf specimens in the photo album. The warmth of the autumn sun still remained in the veins of the leaves - they were picked by Gu Shen from the maple forest in the back mountain on this day last year. He said that red maples paired with snow are the most appropriate farewell. The snow outside the window is falling more and more densely, wrapping the maple branches in the courtyard into shapes carved from white jade. Lin Xia stood up and turned on the light. The warm yellow light penetrated the snow and fog, creating a hazy light spot on the window glass. Suddenly, a dark red maple leaf fell from the snow and gently clung to the window, much like the one Gu Shen left on the title page of his photo album last year. She remembered that Gu Shen always said that snowy nights are the blank space of time, and maple leaves are unfinished poems. Last autumn, they picked up a basket full of maple leaves in the maple forest. He pressed the reddest leaf into the pages of her book and said with a smile: "When the first snow comes, we will make tea with maple leaves." But when the snow came, he became a thin letter sent from afar, with only the word "well" between the lines, and no return date. The wind blew the snow particles and knocked on the window, and the maple leaf trembled gently on the glass, as if trying to break free from the shackles of the snow. Lin Xia put on her thick coat and opened the door. The snow instantly covered her ankles, and the chill climbed up her trousers. She reached out to pick up the maple leaf, and the moment her fingertips touched the glass, the maple leaf turned into fine red shadows, mixed with snowflakes, and fell on her palm. In the house behind me, the photo album was opened by the wind. The pages turned through the red maples of autumn and the chirping of cicadas in summer, and finally stopped on an empty page.
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