Dead Trees Never Come to Spring

There was light snow falling outside the window, which wetted the blooming red plum trees. There was a cold wind blowing, and the light snow followed the red plum branches and fell to the ground. A few petals mixed with the drifting snow fell on the stone bricks. Although it is ordinary, if you look at it accidentally, it will be beautiful in an instant. Jiang Xinian was sitting on the other side of the window. He caught a glimpse of this scene while he was wandering. He was no longer sleepy. He put down the book in his hand and said to Su Nanzhao: "Look, it's snowing outside." Su Nanzhao stopped writing and looked up at Jiang Xinian, just looking at him without saying anything. Jiang Xinian jumped down from the window and walked to Su Nanzhao. He supported the table with both hands and leaned close to him. He looked at him with bright eyes and said, "I'm so bored! Ah Yuan, will you accompany me to enjoy the snow?" Hearing this, Su Nanzhao put down his pen, put away his things, stood up, took a large cloak and put it on. He tapped Jiang Xinian's forehead gently with his slender white fingers, and said softly: "It's so cold outside, but you're not afraid of freezing. What's so good about it?" "Come on, don't you want to see the snow? Are you not going?" "I knew you were the best." "I'm not good." After leaving the study room, there are stone bricks in front, and the corridor on the right leads to other places; there is a stone table on the left, with a pear tree that is more than 60 years old and a few red plum trees planted next to it, followed by the courtyard wall. Su Nanzhao walked in front holding an oil-paper umbrella, while Jiang Xinian followed slowly. I don't know if it was his imagination, but Jiang Xinian always felt that the falling snow and plum blossom petals seemed to have eyes, and they kept floating towards Su Nanzhao. The two sat down in a pavilion, which was hung with silk and satin to protect them from the wind. Jiang Xinian sat back on the bench, resting his head on his left arm and using his right hand to catch the falling snowflakes. Su Nanzhao put away his umbrella and made tea aside. I don't know how much time passed, but Jiang Xinian suddenly heard someone calling his and Su Nanzhao's names. Unfortunately, they were blown away by the wind, so what he heard was not very clear. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Chu Tang and Mu Yunci running from a distance. Su Nanzhao also saw it. He stood up and bowed to Mu Yunci and said, "Your Highness." But Chu Tang didn't know whether he was running too fast or what, but he didn't pay attention to his feet. He staggered. Before he could stand firmly, he fell down and squatted down. Mu Yunci was laughed at mercilessly by Mu Yunci who came from behind. Chu Tang was so angry that he got up from the ground, grabbed a snowball and threw it at him. Not to be outdone, Mu Yunci immediately threw the snowball back, but Chu Tang dodged it sideways, and the snowball accidentally hit Jiang Xinian. Seeing this, Mu Yun Cibian laughed and said: "Cousin, you are not very accurate! Go back and practice again." Chu Tang said: "... What do you care about? I just like this." Jiang Xinian was hit inexplicably. He lazily got up, walked out of the pavilion, grabbed some snow, and gave each of them a snowball. Mu Yunci and Chu Tang immediately put aside all their grudges, and in a united front, they randomly grabbed the snow and threw it at Jiang Xinian. But Chu Tang suddenly started to rebel and helped Jiang Xinian hit Mu Yunci with snowballs. Mu Yunci smacked it back unceremoniously, and retorted: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect you to be such a person, cousin." It didn't take long for the three of them to play together. You threw me, and I smashed yours. It was really uncomfortable. Su Nanzhao sat alone in the pavilion and watched them play together while making tea. I don't know how long it took, but the three of them seemed to be tired, sat on the bench, stretched out their hands to warm themselves by the fire, took the hot tea from Su Nan, and held it in their hands to keep warm. Jiang Xinian blew some of the heat away from the tea, and then took a tentative sip. The sweet taste instantly filled the air, leaving endless aftertaste. He knew that it was Su Nanzhao's favorite. As the saying goes, "After many years of separation, I miss you so much that I let the pear fall and wait for others to return.", So it was named "Pear Spring Dream". Jiang Xinian has always had a restless temper. When the tea bottomed out in the cup and his body warmed up, he went to build a snowman in the snow with his two good friends. They also proposed a competition to see who could pile up faster and better. The bet was that the loser would help the winner with his homework. When Mu Yunci and Chu Tang's snowmen were almost finished, Jiang Xinian was still dawdling there until Su Nanzhao couldn't stand it anymore and came over to help him. In the end, they still lost. Mu Yunci's one was the most beautiful, while Chu Tang and Jiang Xinian's ones stood ugly on both sides. Among them, Jiang Xinian was the ugliest, and even Su Nanzhao couldn't save him. Before others said anything, he himself squatted on the stone steps aside, pouting and sulking, regretting that his skills were not as good as others. Su Nanzhao was still sitting in the pavilion reading a book. He turned over a page and said when he saw this: "Get up quickly, the ground is cold. If you catch the wind and cold, you will suffer." Hearing this, Jiang Xinian looked up at him and said with bright eyes: "Then you coax me! If you coax me, I will get up." Su Nanzhao didn't even raise his head, still concentrating on reading. He stretched out his palm and said, "It's not that you don't know, I don't know how to coax people." … ————————————————————————— The fool in the General's Palace & the grievance in the Prime Minister's Palace. People say that people born in midsummer seem to be born happy, with a smooth life and no worries; while people born in winter appear to be very sad, like immortals who have suffered all the sufferings in the world but remain unstained. But Jiang Xi Nian and Sun Nan Zhao are the other way around. Jiang Xi Nian was born on the winter solstice, so he is not necessarily that sad; while Sun Nan Zhao was born in the midsummer of August, but is as cold as the bright moon in the sky, which cannot be desecrated. This is a fairy tale, a fairy tale that only belongs to Jiang Xinian and Su Nanzhao. Intention: To be modified~