Somewhere near the equator, a elementary school teacher was trying hard to teach her student what snow was,but whatever he said, the student wouldn't understand.

"Snow is pure white," said the teacher.
"So it's like salt," the student thought.

"Snow is cold," said the teacher.
"So it's like ice cream," the student guessed.

"Snow is thick stuff," said the teacher.
"So its like sand," the student guessed.

The teacher still couldn't explain what snow is to the student, later, during a test, there was a question about snow, some students said snow was light yellow, like cold and salty sand.

Because of this story, we know that some things can't be explained using words, when talking to people who haven't seen snow, its really hard to explain it to them. Even things that we can see are hard to explain. Them, what about all the things we can't see, or hear, or touch, how do explain those?

To know what snow is, we must go to a place with snow.

To know what the song of a yellow warbler is like, we must sit under their nests and listen.

To know what a flower smells like, we must go into the fields.

???

The most beautiful things in this world are hard to be explained using words.

Like when we are standing in snow, nothing needs to be said, and we know what snow is.

Snow, cold and clean, pure and beautiful, it touches our heart on a certain level.