On a cold winter day, a little snowflake was born. High above the clouds, it was surrounded by countless companions as crystal - clear as itself. The sky was gray, like a huge gray curtain, and the little snowflakes were like little actors about to appear beneath the curtain. The little snowflake looked around curiously. It saw the mountains in the distance stretching out continuously, like sleeping giants one after another.
The little snowflake began its journey following Brother Wind. It fluttered and left the embrace of Mother Cloud, diving towards the earth. During the descent, it saw vast forests. The trees in the forest were all dressed in white cotton - like clothes, and the pine trees were covered with glittering icicles, like strings of crystal necklaces. The little snowflake excitedly spun in the air. It wanted to quickly become friends with those big trees.
The little snowflake drifted farther and farther and arrived at a quiet little village. The houses in the village were all covered with snow, and the rooftops were like little white buns. The little snowflake gently landed on a rooftop. It felt a bit cold but very solid on the rooftop. It saw the chimneys in the village emitting wisps of smoke. The smoke slowly dispersed in the air, as if greeting the little snowflake. The little snowflake thought, it was really warm here.
Suddenly, the little snowflake heard a burst of laughter. It saw a group of children running out of the house. They were wearing thick cotton - padded clothes, cute hats and gloves. The children were running and playing in the snow, some were building snowmen, and some were having snowball fights. The little snowflake couldn't help but join them. It landed on a child's nose tip, and the children exclaimed in surprise, "Look, a little snowflake!" The little snowflake thought that playing with the children was the happiest thing.
However, the little snowflake found that its body was getting smaller and smaller. Because of the temperature of the children's palms, it began to melt slowly. The little snowflake was a little sad. It didn't want to leave so soon. But it knew that this was its fate. It turned into a crystal - clear drop of water, leaving a small mark in the child's palm. Although the little snowflake disappeared, the memory of its journey will always remain in this wonderful winter.
