“What a beautiful world!”

I was still sleeping on my bed that morning when I heard someone outside screaming. “How beautiful!” Another screamed, too.

I quickly put on my clothes and rushed out of my bedroom. The moment I opened the door of our house, my eyes were forced closed due to the shinning light of something white. I tried to open my eyes and this time I screamed: “So much snow everywhere!” I looked at the distance and the whole world was white. I rushed back to our house and knocked on my parents’ bedroom door, telling them about the snow. But there was no answer. So I pushed the door open. My parents were not in their bedroom.

Right then, my parents came in. My father looked so unhappy. After him followed my mother, she looked even sadder. I asked my mother: “What happened? Why do you look so worried?” “Almost all our pine trees and bamboos were destroyed by the heavy snow.” I was shocked then all my happiness because of the snow suddenly went away.

I put on my boots and walked up into the hills where our pine trees and bamboos were planted. The snow was so thick it almost covered my legs, and made it very difficult to walk.

Finally I got to the hill. What I saw shocked me! I couldn’t believe it. Almost all of the bamboos and pine trees were destroyed! Some of them were bent to more than ninety-degree angles, other just couldn’t bear the thick snow covering their branches and leaves and were completely destroyed! I just couldn’t believe what I had seen.

Because of my shock, I don’t know how I got home. My parents were at home. My mother was preparing breakfast, my father was sitting beside the fire, smoking. I sat beside him. No one spoke. My father looked even more worried.

I could understand my father’s feelings. My family lived on those bamboos and pine trees. Now they were all destroyed, the only source of income for my family was gone.

My heart ached, not only for the disaster the heavy snow had brought to my family, but also because I could do nothing for my parents to ease their sadness.

It was the heaviest snow in my lifetime of twenty-one years, and maybe it was the worst storm in my lifetime. All the happiness I should have had during my winter holiday was taken away by the disaster it had brought to my family. I don’t know how I made it through my winter holiday but I did, it passed and now I have returned to school.

Fortunately, my parents have recovered from their sadness now, and they are planting new bamboos and pine trees, preparing for the coming year’s harvest. God bless us! Hoping the worst storm in my lifetime will bring good luck to us, to my family.