The Days in Winter

Now it's winter in China. When I was a little girl I liked snow very much. I always believed that when snow falls down, many angels will come down to the earth, though I never saw any of them. When the ground is covered with snow, snowmen will be there and play with us, and my friends and I also fight with each other, running and laughing. I like winter just as ''Love me love my dog." When I grew up, I felt the winter is colder year by year, but actually it is never be colder. I find no snowmen want to play with me, or when one of them is looking for me I was busy in studying or working or doing something else important. And I can't feel the angels come down to the earth. Are they also busy in something important or they can't find me without my lovely snowman and my laughter?
I caught a cold these days. I still feel bad after eating many tablets. When I can't get to sleep, I like to recall the good days with snow here and there and everywhere. Am I old enough to recall the good days?

I guess you are old enough to recall the good old days!  Welcome to the club!