Christmas memory

  The first time I see the snow was while I was an exchange student in KS, U.S.  I was as excited as a five years old child seeing the first snow, still remember I was staying at my third host family. Right after we see the high school play: Phantom of the opera, which I assisted the stage set up. As we walk out of the theater, my host mom pat my shoulder gently and say softly: Look outside the window, it's snowing!

  To remember this priceless moment, I wrote my name on the snow with my fingers.

Wish you all a wonderful Merry Christmas!~