I am holding you very tight

Hailee 2022-12-05 15:46:55

I haven't seen snowflakes fall for a long time, and I forgot the excitement when I saw the white snow. In my childhood memory, white snow is like the most magical magic in the sky. It falls from the sky light and white, dyeing the world white.

It was a snowy day, and the little boy saw the snow-white world from the window, and his heart immediately floated to the sky with the snowflakes. He hurriedly dressed and ran out of the house. He strode, walked and jumped in the snow, threw snow balls and snowballs. He finally came up with a good idea when he was alone. He took a shovel and piled it carefully. A tall snowman. The snowman has the round nose of an apple, black eyes and a smiley mouth, as well as a warm hat and scarf, and neat buttons. It was getting late, and the boy was called home by his mother. He reluctantly left the snowman and walked into the warm room, but he never forgot the snowman for a moment. The bell rang for the night, and the boy fell asleep in the memory of the snowman.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the boy secretly ran to the door and was surprised to find that the snowman was reborn in the light. The boy brought the snowman into the room and showed him everything in the room. The world of human existence made him very curious, and he went to the kitchen. Go to mom and dad's room, go to the little boy's room, dress up in everything cute or ridiculous, they dance, they laugh, the boy is so happy. The snowman discovers the motorcycle outside the house, and a wonderful adventure begins. The snowman rode a motorcycle and led the boy through swamps, fields, forests, and hillsides. The boy hid behind the snowman with a smiling face, his blond hair fluttering in the wind. They arrive at a hut in the distance, where the snowman finds a beautiful picture. Yeti thought further afield. So it started a beautiful flight with the little boy.

It was at this time, 15 minutes and 57 seconds, that my favorite passage appeared, along with the song walking in the air, the snowman and the boy began to fly in the snow. The little boy took the snowman's arm, and every snowman in the snow flew up, and they said hello to the little boy together. Snowflakes are flying around, and the sky stretches infinitely. They are like white elves, wandering in the dream of the night. The boy snuggled tightly into the arms of the snowman, watching the manor speeding away, the beating coastline, the seagulls passing by in the air, the cruise ship billowing with white smoke on the water, the surprised faces of people, and the tall glaciers. They flew over seas with jetting whales, over Antarctic penguins, over the aurora, and arrived at a mysterious place. This flight was so beautiful, but I couldn't help crying. Because I know that there will come a time when they will finally part. At some point, the little boy will know that the snowman will never come back.

The snowman took the little boy to meet Santa Claus and his deer cart in a mysterious place. Santa Claus really exists. The little boy was very happy. They sang, danced and had fun with the snowman in this world. At the moment of parting, the old man gave the boy a gift and opened the bag. The boy found that it was a scarf with a snowman printed on it. He wrapped it around his neck and left the snowy mountain with the aurora with his snowman. On the way back, they finally returned to the front of the hut, and the boy reluctantly left the embrace of the snowman.

The next day, when the sun shone into the boy's eyes, he jumped out of bed, rushed downstairs, and rushed out the door. He rubbed his eyes and looked at everything in front of the door. Lost, he came to the place where the snowman stood last, where there was only a hat, a scarf, and a few charcoal. The boy touched his pocket, and the scarf with the snowman from Santa was still there. The little boy knelt on the snow weakly, the scarf slipped on the ground, his eyes should contain crystal tears, just like the tears flowing in my eyes at this time.



ps: walking in the air - Aled Jones, this song is so beautiful.



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The Snowman quotes

  • James: [singing] We're walking in the air/We're floating in the moonlit sky/The people far below are sleeping as we fly/I'm holding very tight/I'm riding in the midnight blue/I'm finding I can fly so high above with you/All across the world/The villages go by like dreams/The rivers and the hills/The forests and the streams/Children gaze open-mouthed taken by surprise/Nobody down below believes their eyes/We're surfing in the air/We're swimming in the frozen sky/We're drifting over icy mountains floating by/Suddenly swooping low on an ocean deep/Rousing up a mighty monster from his sleep/We're walking in the air/We're dancing in the midnight sky/And everyone who sees us greets us as we fly.

  • Older James: [only dialogue] I remember that winter because it had brought the heaviest snow I had ever seen. Snow had fallen steadily all night long and in the morning I woke in a room filled with light and silence, the whole world seemed to be held in a dream-like stillness. It was a magical day... and it was on that day I made The Snowman.