Christmas night with falling snow

As the dusk deepened, the first snowflakes fell lightly, like angel feathers, silently landing in this European town shrouded in the Christmas atmosphere. Hand in hand with my lover, I strolled on the quaint avenue. The cobblestone road under my feet was covered with a thin layer of snow, making a fine "crunching" sound, as if accompanying our footsteps. The buildings on both sides of the street are full of historical charm. The spire of the Gothic church towers into the sky. The stained glass reflects colorful light under the light, like a mysterious painting. The exterior walls of the Baroque-style shops are decorated with exquisite reliefs. Star-shaped colored lights and garlands covered with snowflakes are hung under the eaves. Exquisite Christmas gifts and lifelike gingerbread men are placed in the windows. The warm yellow light shines through the glass and sprinkles on the snowy streets, adding a touch of warmth to the cold winter night.

Snowflakes fluttered down, landing on our shoulders and hair. My lover reached out and gently brushed the snowflakes on my head. The warmth of his fingertips came through my hair, instantly dispelling some of the chill. His eyes were gentle and affectionate, as if they could melt the snow all over the sky. We stopped in tacit understanding and stood quietly at the corner of the street, watching the snowflakes dancing in the halo of the street lamp, like countless smart elves, decorating the whole world like a dream. Not far away, there was a cheerful Christmas carol, and the melodious melody floated in the air. Looking for the sound, a group of children wearing red Christmas hats, holding candles in their hands, were singing happily on the street. Their innocent smiles and crisp singing added more joy and warmth to this snowy night. My lover held my hand and walked towards the direction of the singing. We blended into this joyful atmosphere and felt the joy of Christmas.