Whether in school or in society, we all inevitably have to come into contact with the essay, right, through the essay can be our scattered thoughts, gathered together in one piece. So how is the general composition written? The following is my compilation of the snow in the scene essay, welcome to read and collection.
Snow in the scene essay 1The most beautiful thing in the spring is everything, the most beautiful thing in the summer is the big trees, the most beautiful thing in the fall is the sunset, and the most beautiful thing in the winter is the snow.
Just when the year 20xx was about to say goodbye to us, a goose feather snow suddenly fell in the sky.
Before the snow, the sky was cloudy and heavy, as if a big black roof fell from the sky right away, and it covered the sun tightly, filling people with a sense of coldness and oppression.
But people are not unhappy at all, but very happy, they are looking forward to something, waiting, waiting ....... Finally, a cold wind blowing in the face, the last of the fallen leaves slowly flutter down, they seem to want to dance an opening dance, for the curtain of the wonderful program behind. Sure enough, another gust of wind blew, and the leaf dancers began their performance. Accompanied by the wind sonata, the dancers also came to interest, they closed their eyes, spinning, jumping, showing their beautiful dance.
While the leaf dancers were dancing, the protagonist of the day appeared on stage, and it gently floated down from the air, just as the first snowflake fell to the ground, and the leaves immediately stopped dancing, and they left the whole stage to the protagonist - the snowflake.
At first, the snowflakes were very modest, time passed little by little, may be afraid of the audience anxious, the snowflakes began the real show.
The snowflakes fell from the sky more and more, more and more dense. Not long after, the first program "silver flower waterfall" was performed. Just see a piece of small snowflakes in a very fast speed "flying" down, formed like a waterfall of silver long belt, see the audience is more intoxicated.
The waterfall has just been performed, the whole world is wrapped in a layer of silver gauze, both understated and luxurious, so that the world has a faint sense of mystery.
The sound of the snow is not only the beauty of winter, but also the farewell to 20xx and the welcome to 20xx, it will be the whole snow-white and pure world to the year 20xx, I hope that 20xx again brilliant!
The snow is the scene of the composition 2The setting sun is sinking in the west, the afternoon time. The air drifted up the starry snowflakes ......
At first, I was blind to the snowflakes if any. Snow ...... seems to become a little bigger, go upstairs, I see our building has a layer of light white, giving people some sense of divine mystery. The dog on the road lifted its head to stare, not knowing whether it was looking at the snow, or looking at the dark-colored sky. One side of a big tree also put on a snow-white big "sweater", as if gently touch will fall from the tree a "white hat". The silver-suited tree has a bird's nest, the nest, the big bird is warming the children.
After a while, the children ran out of the house. One of the children seemed to be calling for a snowball fight at home, and a few minutes later, a silver-white ball flew in the air. Those balls can be really naughty, a moment on the ground running around, a moment to pounce on the children, a moment in the grass play very happy. The children were so happy they didn't feel the snow a little heavier. Colorful warm sweaters and hats, gloves, also fell on an "unknown" white. And after a while, the snow did not pass the calf, people feel cold ......
The snow is getting bigger and bigger, the world has become "golden", I do not know which naughty children in the snow sprinkled a large gold dust, is very bright eyes. Snowflakes from the original stars and become big and more, very favorite. The trees were covered with white granulated sugar, which made them look delicious, and the trees were transformed from bare to large white umbrellas. Children in the joy of one after another left the square ......
I was intoxicated in this charming snow scene, has forgotten everything around me. I only know the beauty of nature and the snow ......
snow scene essay 3The four seasons of spring, summer, fall and winter each have their own characteristics. In spring, the pink peach blossoms like the rising sun shining under the clouds; summer, standing lotus dancing lightly in the water; autumn, a variety of colors of chrysanthemums compete; and in my favorite winter, blooming a crystal clear "snowflake".
This morning, the gray sky seems to hang a layer of gray gauze, whistling the north wind eagerly rushed on the road, the roadside trees were also hit by him constantly squeaking. Not long ago, a grain of rice-sized snow particles from the gray gauze down, these "grains of rice" white crystal, naughty beat the bare tree branches, naughty heel.
The wind is gradually down, but the small grains of rice are slowly growing, and they are hand in hand, from a grain into a piece, like willow flakes dancing with the wind. One by one, a cluster, like a silver flower and like a light smoke, like a white plum and like cotton. Standing in the field, looking at a snowflake like a mischievous elf general, some to the earth on the carpet, some to the trees wrapped in silver, some for the house on the hat ...... naughty elves hand in hand to play a silent "snowflake symphony," to the The people show their own unique charm, beautifully!
After a while, the snow fell more fiercely, mischievous snow elves suddenly fly to the side, and suddenly to this side of the drift, some of the shooting straight down, there is a leisurely drift down, each with its own flavor. Unconsciously, the snow has been down more than half a foot thick, for the earth covered with a thick layer of quilt, fluffy and soft, in this soft quilt, the pines are more and more verdant, red plums delicate, wheat seedlings pulling growth, hibernation of the green child is also comfortable to stretch out a lazy waist ......
" Suddenly like a night spring breeze, a thousand trees and ten thousand trees pear blossom." Dreamy snowflakes create a crystalline fairy tale world for us, in which heaven and earth melt into one, and everything is so pure. I love this world, I love this snowflake!
The snow is the scene of the composition 4
The four times the scenery are all interesting, all the scene of the language is the language of love. There are peach blossoms outside the bamboo, there are lotus flowers in the sun, there are chrysanthemums still have frosty branches, there are thousands of trees in pear blossom. Some people are as brilliant as the peach blossom, some people like the elegant lotus, some people like a thousand chrysanthemums, and I like the white flawless flowers.
In the morning, the sky is gray, seems to be covered with a large curtain. Hoo-hoo winter messenger north wind has long been quietly came, it shouted with a thick voice: winter is coming! The wind blowing hard, the roadside dry branches issued a snapping sound of distress. Before long, grains of snowflakes the size of grains of rice danced a ballet and lightly swirled as they fell from the sky. Some of them fell on the branches, somersaulting; some fell on the ground, naughty jumping; and some fell on the roof, rustling the winter symphony.
Gradually, the snow particles become large, willow snowflakes into the city's protagonist, they jumped, one by one, a cluster, like a shiny silver flowers, like curling smoke, such as graceful white plums, flying between heaven and earth, giving people a dreamy feeling. They are suddenly slowly rotating, suddenly vertical flying down, suddenly leisurely floating down, like a white elf in the air dancing happily, this sky full of snow and whistling the north wind is how harmonious ah!
Gradually, large snowflakes such as goose feathers fluttering in the wind. They incarnated as a master painter, holding a magical brush, floated to the roof of the building, for the roof painted a white hat; floated to the treetops, to the treetops painted on the white whiskers, floated to the ground, to the earth painted on the white cotton clothes. Snow, everywhere is not snow. They paint by heart, painting the winter into a powdery world.
As the saying goes: snow is a good year. For the farmers, a big snow is a harbinger of a good harvest in the coming year. But for me, the crystal white snowflakes, give me a fairy tale world. I love the snowy winter, and I love everything that makes winter
Snowy Imaginary Essay 5Early in the morning, I pushed open the door of the building, was stunned by the white snowy scene in front of my eyes, only to see the snowflakes from the air Ling Ling sprinkled down. "Wow! It's snowing again!" I shouted excitedly, this is already the second snowfall in winter. I immediately picked up my backpack and ran to school. The sky was gray and cloudy, and I could only see the snowflakes like cotton through the headlights, surrounded by a pile of snow like a small hill.
I walked into the classroom with a brisk pace. The first class was over, but the snow did not want to stop meaning, I looked out the window: the sky Tongyun densely covered, white and flawless snowflakes fluttering down, like goose feathers, like willow flakes, but also like the sky fluttering elves joyfully descending, the scene is really beautiful and incomparable....... snow, still silent, hexagonal strange flowers from the sky landing, like a mist like a gentle, like a small, but not very beautiful, like a small, but not very beautiful. Seems like the fog is generally gentle, like a beautiful girl to the earth. Look ah, the trees fell full of white flowers of snow, as if wearing a white feather coat, the grass is also white melting a piece, as if paved with a layer of white carpet.
Just when I was looking out of my mind, I heard the teacher speak in a loud voice: "Students, this class teacher to take you outside to feel the beautiful snow scene!" A time, we cheered up, we enjoy breathing the air purified by the snow, feel so fresh, sweet. I reached out and grabbed a piece of crystal clear snowflakes, want to hold in the palm of your hand, a moment, it is like a cloak of invisibility into a small drop of water, too wonderful. "Bang" sound, I looked at the sound, only to see Zhu Ya Ge while covering the face of the pain while clutching the snowball, and that side, Chen Xunyu is covering the stomach laugh. I hurriedly clutched a big snowball and threw it at the boy, only to see him fly away like a swallow. "Ah!"
I was intoxicated in the world of snow. I love the snow, so serene, so beautiful, bring us so much joy!
Snow is the scene of the essay 6In this cold and windy winter, the first snow was ushered in.
Exquisite small snowflakes fell from the sky, first a piece, two pieces, three pieces gradually, the snowflakes as if tireless, keep jumping down from the clouds, one after another, more and more. Some only a piece, some are more than a dozen pieces of tightly embraced together. Spinning in the air, slowly falling, as if a crystal transparent elf dancing. I carefully observed the fluttering snowflakes, tied with six angular pigtails, from the sky slowly along the S-shaped line, like a 100-meter race, as soon as possible, want to rush to the "finish line", but can only gently drift down to the ground.
A short while later, the snow fell more fiercely. Looking up at the sky, I saw snowflakes flying in the sky, like cotton, light and fluffy. I couldn't help but stretch out my hands and try to hold them. They have a companion, hand in hand, in a neat line, flying to the earth; there are three a group, two a group; there is a small snowflake alone in the east and west, touching my hand, slowly melted into water, feel gently, softly, cool silk, quite comfortable it!
The snowflakes falling from the sky more and more snowflakes, and eventually the earth into a white world, as if a thousand trees and thousands of pear blossoms. Roofs, tree branches, roads are covered with snow-white coat, a house is painted white, a tree is full of fluffy, heavy snowballs, the playground like a thin layer of carpet, feet step on the sound of "creaking"
Winter is coming, the spring will not be far away, after the baptism of a severe cold, the spring will not be far away. After a baptism of cold, everything is as spring planted "hope", grow more robust. Life is the same, through the opportunity to come before the snow, you can feel the beauty of spring.
Last winter, I looked out the window and saw snowflakes with the softness of flakes and the crystallization of morning dew, as well as the thinness of autumn rain. Snowflakes seem to travel around the world as a small paratrooper, but also like a lovely dandelion, flying in the sky. I look at the white snow really can not wait, dressed, rushed out of the house, ready to play snow.
To the outdoors, a cool wind blew, snowflakes like a naughty little boy, a moment in the sky dancing, a moment drifting to the trees, a moment and fell on my head, I feel some coolness on the top of my head, stretching out his hand to catch the snow, white and flawless snow immediately turned into a crystal clear small droplets of water.
I looked up and saw a layer of snow covering the roof of the security room, and even the top of the mailbox in the neighborhood had a pile of snow, like sweet white sugar.
I rubbed my hands together and couldn't wait to get my hands into the snow. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it. A bone-chilling cold, suddenly attacked the whole body. I rushed to shrink the hand, shivering into the pocket, a few times down, the hand became red, but did not reduce my enthusiasm for the snow.
I looked through the fence of the neighborhood, and saw that there were few pedestrians on the road, and the vehicles were moving slowly, and the cars were covered with a layer of snow, which coated the original color of the car with a layer of white snow. Roadside tree branches also hung on the heavy snow, big trees like a warrior in white, standing in the side of the grass, guarding them, guarding the city. There are also branches of the branches of the trees are covered with snow, as if blooming a few pear blossoms.
I love the snow, although its "life" is short, and not as gorgeous as the color of flowers, but it is pure and simple character worth learning.
Snow is the messenger of winter, the symbol of white, she embellished the earth with her own unique posture, so that my heart flooded with happy feelings, the snow reflects everything bright.
At first, the snow fell very small, a trace of half a wisp sprinkled on the ground, while the snowflakes are also accompanied by a dance, these little elves like a gift from Grandpa Winter to us. Looking out the window, I saw more and more snow, leaves, steps, roofs, snow everywhere. I reached out and touched my hand, which was originally hot, but after lightly touching the snow, my hand became cold. Anyway, my hands were already cold, so it didn't matter if I touched them a few more times. So I simply ran downstairs, I collected the snow on the holly tree leaves into my hand, and gently blew, the snowflakes danced in my hand.
Gradually, the small snow turned into a big snow, have drifted down on the ground. Not long after, the square, neighborhoods, parks ...... are paved with thick snow, the earth, trees also put on snow-white clothes, looks more veiled. Downstairs in the flower garden 'plum blossoms were hit by the snow to lift their heads, perhaps the snow is too naughty! Just lifted up a little, it was pressed down by the small snowflakes. You see the frosty and proud snow plum blossoms seem to be more spiritual, lifting their heads up, fluttering their eyes, fearless. But the plum blossom never gave up, and sure enough, it beat the odds. At this point I realized: no matter what difficulties you encounter can not give up, be brave to try, there is nothing that can not be overcome.
There is a group of children in the distance, I can not wait to run over, make friends with each other, play together, as if the whole world can hear the sound of children playing, laughing. I play games with my buddies, there are snowball fights, there are snowmen, there are rolling in the snow ...... to a corner to see, a silly little boy, his face printed in the snow, the marks as a painting, is admiring it! Of course, this scene was seen by me, he shyly ran away ......
I was intoxicated in this world of snow. Snow, you are the messenger of winter; snow, you crystal clear; snow, you moisturize everything, selfless sacrifice. I like the winter snow, I praise the winter snow!
The snow is the scene of the essay 9Early in the morning, or the clear sky suddenly and densely covered with dark clouds, hoo-hoo, gusty winds, I could not easily stand firm, a small snowflake drifted to my face, ah! It's snowing.
This world in the snow is so beautiful! What a pure snow scene ah, children naive, even adults, also seems to be much younger.
The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the goose feather-like snowflakes fall on people's faces and bodies, blowing their exposed skin red. You see, the snow has been bigger, white snowflakes as the girl's dance skirt used to decorate the feathers, the north whistling, for the girl blew the music, the sky is also invited out with the girl to cheer, ″ huohuu, tick, huohu, tick tick tick" This is not exactly the minuet? The girl opened the small delicate feet, and the wind and rain of the beat twist, you see that the Chu Chu waist, that weakened shoulders, ″Hoo, tick, tick, hoo, tick ″ music fast up, the girl is also more and more happy to dance, so people can not help but clap their hands.
Slowly, the snow slowed down, the sound of the wind and rain also stopped, this time the snow, like a stupid teenager to learn the front of that girl's dance, can not learn the same.
The snow is snow, the symbol of purity on earth, no matter how big or small, but also as pure and pollution-free as ever.
Ah! Pure snow ah! You do not have the same look, is not suggesting that we want to be a unique person? Ah! White snow! Although you fall to the ground and turn into water, but also can turn into water vapor, into later rain, this is not suggesting that we want to be a useful to others?
Ah! Snow ah! I love you!
In the blink of an eye, the gentle autumn sister once separated us for a long time, replaced by the shy winter sister. The forest also has a different change.
Early in the morning, I rubbed my hands, ha ha gas, came to the grove for a walk, the flurry of small snow as promised. Snow brothers are very naughty, they are either descending to the shoulders of the big brother of the pines and cypresses to rest for a while, or with the grass on the ground brothers embraced into a ball, woven into a thin white carpet. I stretched out the palm of my hand, some snowflakes quietly fell into the palm, although added a few minutes of cold, but at the same time also added a string of childhood laughter to my heart.
Not far away, the ancient pines and cypresses also straightened their backs, seems to say: "so many trees in the grove are so strong, it seems that I can not give in ah!" Look, the big pine and cypress leaves are how verdant, in the cold winter is still green dazzling na! They are like a guard, guarding the grove. The green to drip out of the oil leaves will always make people think it is the spring "small fresh" it!
The corner of a few plums are standing proudly in the snow and ice, branches piled up on the crystal snow petals, just like a **** the same winter scenery line. This reminds me of Wang Anshi's "plum blossoms": "several branches of plums in the corner of the wall, the cold alone, not snow in the distance, for the dark fragrance to come." The refreshing light fragrance makes me y moved by it, see the tender yellow plum blossom as if it were a small elf sent down from heaven and the snow **** into the dance, in this cold winter morning, my heart also followed the warm up.
I don't know when, the children on vacation also braved the cold wind to slip out, piled up a naive little snowman. Looking at the beloved children, I can not help but think: perhaps the winter and in addition to cold, there is a pulse of warmth ......
The wind in February whistling, scraping out the best of the child, but also scraped out the most beautiful winter in my eyes!
Snow in the instant essay 11At night, listening to the weather forecast, the first snow of this year is like a belated date, but it is finally coming. Because the weather forecast said that tomorrow morning will fall the city's first snow. I grew up loving snow, so I was looking forward to tomorrow's snowfall!
The next morning, I was still snoozing when I suddenly heard my mom exclaim, "It's snowing!" My drowsiness was instantly swept away, opened the curtains and looked out.
I don't know when, the sky became melancholy, cloudy, overlooking the ancient capital of the earth with icy eyes, there are snowflakes falling from the sky, not the kind of large and large snowflakes, but small snow particles like flowerbones, like the sky's tears, slowly falling to the earth, and then quickly turned into water vapor and disappeared. Despite the fact that the snow did not fall heavily, the people on the street were very joyful, and many even took the initiative to raise their faces to welcome the baptism of the first snow.
Slowly snow more and more big, small snow particles into a large snowflake, at the same time, the wind also blew up, the wind churned a large snowflake, like urging the thousands of troops to the earth, and soon you can feel the weather more and more cold, the people on the street in order to avoid this large large flakes of snow, they have supported the umbrellas, only to see the snowflakes fall to the people's umbrellas, fall between the buildings, the grass, but also to see the snow, and the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow. But as the ground was sprinkled with snow-melting agent by sanitation workers in advance, the snowflakes quickly melted into water droplets. At this moment, the sky snow, the ground running water, my home in the 15th floor, the view is very good, from my home to look downstairs, quite a kind of heaven and earth, the earth weeping blood of the pathos of the scene, so that I remembered the ancient wind Xiao Xiao Ruoxi Yi Shuihan cold, the strong man a go and never come back to the mood.
In the evening, the snow gradually stopped, and the roof of the station downstairs, as well as the grass between the buildings, finally hung some little snow, like a white embellishment is very beautiful! The weather is cold and gloomy, and the pedestrians on the street are becoming more and more scarce, only from time to time there are a few takeaway electric cars speeding past. I like this quiet and slightly depressed scene after the first snow! I look forward to a few more bigger snowfalls this year, so that I will always be enamored of the snow scene!
This morning, a goose feather snow fell, and the beautiful earth turned into a snowy wonderland.
When I got up in the morning, I was stunned when I opened the curtains! As the so-called "sudden spring breeze, thousands of trees, thousands of trees pear blossom" scene. Yesterday is still sunny weather, today has become a pair of icy scenery ah. I dressed ready to go downstairs, see this beautiful scene, my mood excited, I just went downstairs, saw the snow like cotton wool. At this time, I remembered a poem: "Wo if the willow wadding wind because of the wind", this snow fluttering down non-stop, from the top is a snowy white, snow everywhere, even the trees also put on a silver dress, and also waved to us. I walked on the way to school, the children chased me, very lively. When I walked in front of the school, the piano on the ground became new, and when I walked into the school, I found that the original colorful buildings became white.
Because of today's snow, so not on the recess, at first around the silence, even a pin drop can be heard "jingle bells". After class, then everyone suddenly scrambled out of the classroom, running to the playground, then, more and more people, the playground has become a sea of joy, I just got to the playground, a hail of bullets to me, making me itchy all over. I stopped in front of a big tree while I was playing, the tree was full of green leaves, although the snow had made him lose a few hairs, but in the snow. He still stood proud and vibrant, he was the only color that was different in the snow, and by midday it was getting heavier and heavier. The tree also became more and more prominent.
This snow is so beautiful, I love this goose feather snow, love him all. Is so kind to nature, spring snow is so unique. Flurry of snow ah, enjoy the release of it, let this snow in my good memory to linger.
The snow that is the scene essay 13
This morning, mom said happily: baby, good morning!
Hey, why is mom in such a good mood today? I looked at my mom with puzzled eyes, and she pointed out the window. I thought there are elves outside? Or is there an angel? I thought as I pulled the curtains. Wow! It was snowing like goose down in the sky. Wow! The earth looks like it's covered with a quilt. The house like wearing a hat, even the pine trees are like full of cotton candy.
At this point, a child saw it and shouted, "Come and play!
I rushed to wash and dress. At this time, my mother called me to eat, I said: do not eat, I want to lift the quilt for the earth, eat cotton candy on the tree. I put on a scarf and gloves, and rushed out of the house with flying speed.
Downstairs, I licked the snow on the pine trees, cold cold cold, I reached out to pick up the snowflakes, when I picked up, eh? Gone, I am not convinced, and tried a few times, the result is the same, I whispered to the snowflake said: small snowflake, don't run ah, I just want to count how many petals you have, at this time, I seem to hear the small snowflake said: use your scarf to pick it up! Liu Mengfei, be careful. Someone shouted. I have not reacted, a snowball smashed over, I also rushed to counterattack, to the other side there hard. Just like this, we were having fun. Suddenly, many feet appeared in front of me, I looked up and saw that it was the uncles and aunts who came to plow the snow. I took the shovel and said: Auntie, let me help you, okay? A dozen little friends also scrambled to help, a moment, we got the snow all the way to the bottom of the tree, a few naughty little friends in the snowdrift painted on the mouth, planted nose, put my scarf around, I said: we help the earth lifted the quilt, and to the small trees put on a cotton jacket at this time and a small child and said: the little snowman, the back of the tree is good to ride the cool. People's laughter echoed throughout the neighborhood.
"It's snowing, it's snowing! It's snowing, auntie you come out and play in the snow!" I said loudly with joy.
That time it snowed is still unforgettable to me, I was outside playing in the snow, the sky gradually became dark, after a while I went home. Looking out from the window, a white, our yard of the old camphor tree was snow put on a wool coat used to spend this cold winter, the yard aunt drove a white BMW was covered with snow even more white, if not for the wheels estimated that it is difficult to see it, the ground everywhere is snow, the whole yard seems to be paved with a white carpet, the sky of the snowflakes dancing, the cold wind for its accompaniment, in the grandmother's The first thing I did was to look at what was left of the snow on the ground, and I felt a little sorry for myself, regretting that I hadn't played more yesterday. At this point, my grandfather came from the backyard as if he could see what I was thinking, and came over to tell me that there was still snow on the rooftop, and that my lost mood had changed for the better, and so I walked to the rooftop with my grandfather.
Push open the door and I see a white blanket...all snow! The following has long been exposed to the stone road, but the above is completely restored last night in the snow scene, I foot down the ground snow passion to no more than the soles of my shoes, it should be a night no one to play with them, lonely death. I then let go of the courage to run wild in the snow, and so on, after grandpa went down, I remembered the cartoon snowman pile up the scene, I want to pile up a snowman, but it was piled up and collapsed by me, as if and I against, after I spent a lot of effort to pile up a and my lower half of my body as high as a stool as wide as the snowball, when I still want to roll it larger when a force snowball broke two holes, my mood fell to the bottom of the valley, and look back at the snowball, my mood fell to the bottom of the valley, and look back at the snowball.
But when I found the other half of the white, the mood is a little better, then continue to play like crazy ...
Snow in the scene essay 15The sky is gray and black, it has been swallowed up by the cloud that contains a severe cold. The clouds, so thick that even the sun can not be pierced. The first snow, at last, is about to begin.
I went to an open field and waited quietly for the snow to come. Two snowflakes fell from the sky, drifting from side to side, swirling and stopping, and every now and then flipping, making a turn, swooping down to the ground, not to be ashamed of the bravest paratroopers it.
At this time, more and bigger snowflakes fell, they swarmed, scrambling to jump from the sky. The clouds were like a sieve that sifted the snow. Sometimes, the snow would be more or less, like the flour that falls layer by layer when you tap the sieve. There was a big invisible hand in the air, continuously tapping a few times, and a burst of snow powder fell down. Occasionally the snow powder and stop, the wind is calm.
The north wind seems to be tugging on a thread, pulling the snowflakes to keep changing places to frolic. Snowflakes often mischievous ambush to people's cheeks, cold kiss, and then turned into water droplets, and quickly in the face or hair condensed into ice slag, hiding. The snowflakes sometimes play house in the pine trees, burrowing in and out of the sparse branches. Some snowflakes for the pine tree began to weave clothing, they first made a snow-white hat, to the pine tree to wear, but unfortunately, the hat is still left with some trimmings, so they are witty excess snow made into a beautiful tassel, hanging in the branches of the pine tree. Pine tree after the snow dress up, like a graceful noblewoman, beads of treasure.
Snow scattered to the roof, not much time, the accumulation of more and more thick, some slowly melt, flow to the snow thin place, and was frozen. After a number of repetitions, the snowflakes become a long cone of ice, the eaves hanging diamond earrings, to add a few points of charm to the house.
I was silent for a moment, mesmerized by the beauty before me, and then eventually attracted by the laughter ahead. Ah, my friends were having a snowball fight, building a snowman, or playing hide-and-seek in the snow, and the laughter tickled my heart. So, I couldn't wait to join the happy army and enjoy this wonderful first snow! It is said that "snow is an omen of a good year", next year, the farmers will have a good harvest!