1, dusk snow, deep cut, as if there are thousands of emotions like, and like the sea is generally surging, able to drown everything, there is a hint of unveiling the hidden head and tail like *** sense. Snowflakes form thousands of crystal bright, like a warrior on the march, wearing silver armor, but also like a piece of white sails in the voyage.
2, after class, we stand in the campus, enjoy feeling the spring snow. Snow, falling on our heads, faces, hands, let me take a closer look: snowflakes are hexagonal, crystal clear, with a fine pattern on it! Although they are all white, but they are a thousand different shapes, different shapes, very lovely.
3. If you want a flower then I'll give you a whole sea of flowers, if you want a snowflake then I'll give you a snowfall, if you want freedom then I'll give you freedom.
4, the window fluttering snowflakes, like a thousand butterflies fluttering to the window glass, in the glass naughty crash, and fluttering to the side.
5. The memory of winter, like the plum blossoms opening in the snow, bloomed in the depths of my memory. It warms me and cozies me up. In every beautiful winter day, let the memories like a sweet song, swinging in the hut, flowing in my heart.
6, snow a piece of a piece, spelling out the fate of you and me. In this cold winter you and I meet in this romantic and beautiful northern foreign country. All the scenery here is like in a dream, the sky is covered with snow, they are scattered "fluttering", like a beautiful picture, as if in the weaving belongs to our love.
7, outside the window snowflakes are still softly sprinkled, covering the daytime clamor of this small town, this would have been a very quiet night rendered more quiet. I spread out the pen and ink, trying to depict the sleeping world, but let me how shallow painting, but how can not draw the heart of the serenity and calm.
8, snowflakes for a while like goose feathers fluttering down, the more it fell bigger and bigger. The trees are full of silver flowers; the house is dressed in silver. As if, who is tearing off large pieces of cotton wool, to all corners covered with a white velvet blanket.
9, are eager for snow, like a destined mood. I am also a mortal, like the air in the millions of snowflakes in one, ordinary and crystalline, exquisite themselves into a piece of sacred, cold, prismatic rain, warm, willing to melt.
10, dozens of silver and white, dancing cold dome sky, fluttering and swirling, the beauty of drunken drifting handsome. I love the snow, the piercing white, blooming in the winter months of everything withered, like an unassuming and elegant flower fairy, to the eyes of the depression coated with grease on the powder, salvage eyebrow make-up. The cold wind, into your amorous dance partner, the sky and the wilderness, such as your beautiful loneliness. Love, not only is that hovering and spilling the wandering uncertainty, but also that weeping fall to the ground after the bright stillness.
11, the mountain tops on the snow has not melted, such as the silver palace; sunny hills with milky white smoke, dazzling, steaming, gathered into clouds, tantalizingly few white clouds, half set in the sky, half sticking to the peaks, seems to be an Angel, unfolding a picture of the ice, and even more for the coronation of this mountain.
12, only to see the drizzle, silver-white "pearl" sprinkled all over the sky, like a fairy's skirt, and like the angel's white feathers. Snow, more and more big, to the mountains and rivers and the earth covered with a thick layer of cotton, even our yard is no exception.
13, the house became white, the trees became white, the earth also became white. House on a thick layer of snow, the roof has a flat and pointed and round. The trees put on white clothes, standing on both sides of the road, like a soldier. As far as I can see, the earth is covered with a white carpet, wearing various colors of clothing people walk on it, like to the carpet embroidered with beautiful flowers.
14, snowflakes rolled down the sky, as if goose feathers, one after another. Gently gently fall on the roof, fall on the grass, fall on the mountain peaks. For a while, the earth a snow white, as if the whole world is silver-white, glittering. Snow falls on the ground, so pure, so crystal, really make people can not bear to step on it.
15, the snow fell in the corridor, the corridor immediately became a temple of laughter; snow fell on the runway, the runway immediately filled with children playing snowball fights, the snow fell on the windowsill, the windowsill quickly turned into a snowflake stage --- snow is a favorite.
16, after a while, the snow flakes began to thicken up, the snowflakes also seem to be big, as if the pear petals, a piece followed by a piece, not slow and steady, down; a hundred pieces of a thousand pieces, flying in the sky. Not long after, the tall buildings wore a white hat, the trees wore a white robe, the road spread a layer of frost.
17, like cotton wool like light snow, like rushes like soft snow, like dandelions with fluffy seeds in general snow, free to fly in the wind, free to dance, enjoy the release, enjoy the play.
18, the ground on the house on the road are covered with a thick white blanket, children are wearing a variety of colors of down jacket, walking like a small penguin, but also like a lot of colorful flowers in the move.
19, the snow kept falling, small snowflakes into a big snowflake, big snowflakes into a piece of goose feather, falling down. Silver butterfly-like snowflakes in the air jumping in a joyful collective dance, left and right, like a naughty child, you touch me, I touch you, until jumping into the embrace of the mother earth to be willing to quiet down.
20, the winter mountain village to the night exceptionally silent, only to hear the snowflakes rustling constantly down, and occasionally creak a sound, the dead branches of the trees were snow crushed.
21, snow at this time gave me the first smile since the winter, light snowflakes falling on the top of the mountain everywhere, green rape leaves fall on the palm of the place, yellow corn stalks have a white mark, those swaying with the wind on the weeds as if in full bloom on a piece of white flowers, from afar, don't mention how interesting.
22, snowflakes, the whole Suifenhe turned into a white world. In front of the school, the sedan like a big snow-white bread, leaves fell out of the tree covered with white snowflakes, the wind blew, the snowflakes as if the peach blossom petals in the spring breeze fell down indignantly.
23, this day a flurry of snow as promised, full of snowflakes like a group of happy elves in the dance, I stood in front of the window staring at the white flawless not a trace of dust in the world, suddenly felt that the tired heart has long been busy life erosion of the detection of the side of the extremely pure beauty, for a time there is a little bit of loneliness, a little bit of sadness.
24, snow, white as jade, like the heavenly palace sent down the generals, like the beautiful jade-colored butterflies, like dancing like drunk; like blowing down the dandelion, like floating like flying; like the angel's reward gift of white flowers; suddenly scattered and gathered, drifting, light and unparalleled, is the masterpiece of the earth!
25, really beautiful, not the dry powder in the north, she is as soft as cotton, the difference is drifting down in the palm of your hand, only to feel her cold melting in your heart. That is beautiful, cozy.
26, snowflakes from the endless sky gently drifting down, fluttering fluttering fluttering ...... a piece of a piece of crystal as jade, white, like the heavenly fairy sprinkled jade leaves and silver flowers, but also like the heavenly palace sent white angels, it is so beautiful, selfless earth dressed up as a fairy tale of the white kingdom.
27, the snow is not thick. Between the lawn, in front of the building, the holly side and the sparse trees under the path, by the thin and sparse white cover, showing more than the sunshine when more peace of mind to. Like this pure white sky, pure and smooth as the wood lattice between the windowpaper, through the eyes of the flow of the quiet.
28, not a few minutes, the ground has accumulated a thin layer of snow, the earth was late in the snow decorated, moisturized. Snow to spread the momentum of the underground, the more fierce, the more big, looks like a majestic picture.
29, the winter of the small town does not snow, there is just the whistling cold, the cold wind to the cold cold cold, it seems to be frozen people only willing. So, people must not *** thick, walking in the street, just like a penguin walking on the road.
30, I recognize, those snow on the messy flickering footprints, is poetry; and was stepped on the dull board road, is prose. The snow that falls on the trees is not grafted, but shaped. The world, cloaked in a veil of snow, finally appears in silhouette.
31, half of the city smoke households, different roof tiles, there are still a few points of unmelted spring snow ...... even more high wearing a white hat near and far the mountains, and the two branches of the tower that stand out in the mountains and water, and back to flow in the east and west of Lanxi County south three sides of the river to come together in a very clear point of this and then there is no abundance of Jiangnan's The first time I saw the movie, it was a very good one, but it was a very good one.
32, snow, as if a pure girl, in the white world of Tingyu; snow, as if a white cloud, in the blue sky floating around; snow, as if a daisy petals sprinkled with the wind, floating in your heart.
33, this winter, the ground are frozen cracks, small north wind like a knife like fierce blowing, snow filled with the sky wind whistling roar up, the blizzard came. In a flash, the dark sky and the sea of snow into a piece, everything is invisible.
34, three nine cold, the earth frozen, a cold stream step by step to us, which makes us have to thicken the clothes, pay more attention to keep warm. Although the day is very cold, the north wind whistling, cold wind, but still can not hide our children that heart happy mood.
35, snow, a large large snowflakes, rustling down from the cloudy sky. Snowflakes like a naughty little elf, sometimes fall on the tip of the nose, sometimes fall in the neck, lovely!
36, spring snow - the messenger of the spring of the northern part of the country, you are really too beautiful, although the winter snow is white and lovely, but which can withstand the spring snow dashing nature? Winter snow is too solemn, is quiet, and which has the body of spring snow soft bone net it?
37, there are four seasons of the year, each season has a different view, and I like the winter snow when the magnificent scenery. In winter, the snow people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm, to a crystal clear fairy tale world. The fragrance of the pine, the snow of the ice fragrance, giving a kind of cool and soothing. Everything is filtered, everything is sublimated, even my mind is purified, become pure and beautiful.
38, layers of leaves, snowflakes sporadically dotted with flowers, some shapely open, some shyly hit the bone, with the tremor of the tree branches, in the dance, is so charming and charming ah.
39, when the small snowflakes fluttering on the ground, as if the earth covered with a blanket; fell on the house, want to give the house a cotton coat; it fell on the trees, want to give the trees dressed in silver; it fell on the car, like a layer of white cream. This scene refreshing, intoxicating! All around a white, silver, really beautiful ah!
40, winter, snow people like to come to a quiet realm, to a crystal clear fairy tale world. The fragrance of the pine, the snow of the ice incense, giving a kind of cool comfort. Everything is filtered, everything is sublimated, even my mind is purified, become pure and beautiful.
41, how beautiful snowflakes ah! At first sporadic, and small, and soft, and light, like that noble white swan gently shaking wings, a small piece of feathers, floating down; then the small snowflakes become larger, thicker, and become densely packed; snow more and more big, small snowflakes in mid-air, you pull my pull, you hold me, I embrace you, a ball, a cluster, as if countless ripped cotton balls from the sky tumbled down, at this time, the whole world has become confused and confused. The whole world has become confused and beautiful.
42, white roofs, white trees, white people, white road. Dazzling fog makes everything mysterious and hazy, is a little far away from the poles are also hidden. It is said that the snow in Jiangnan "moist and beautiful to", the snow in the north "such as powder" "such as sand", with the whirlwind flourish. But at this time I think the beauty in front of me can be said to be "the world is unique".
43, snowflakes are very white, white so pure. They make the earth very pure and beautiful. I have a feeling that snow not only makes everything pure, but also makes people's hearts become as beautiful and pure as it.
44, the snow is still under this, the roof on the tree branches on the road are to cover a thick layer of snow. Outside quietly, as if only snowflakes in the gently falling, in the staging of a good show, it is like a silver kingdom of pink makeup. The road like a thick carpet, step on it issued a "creak creak" sound, leaving a series of deep footprints. The world covered with snow and ice is very enchanting.
45, snow, covered the roof, the road, broken branches, hidden the appearance of all kinds of objects, blocking the road and traffic, snow flakes flying in the sky, so that heaven and earth dissolved into a white one.
46, the flakes falling, not only white, but also with a trace of indifference, I thought it held in the palm of my hand it will belong to me, but with the slow melting, evaporation, disappeared, and took away the warmth of the bottom of my heart.
47, snowflakes fell on the tree girl's body, the tree girl seems to be wearing a snow-white wedding dress. The snowflakes fell on the roof, the roof seems to take on the snow white snow hat. Snowflakes fall on the ground, the earth as if covered with a snow-white snow-white woolen blanket.
48, after the snow, the sheer white snow decorating the world, agar branches and leaves, powdered jade, white color, it is really a school of snow in the year of the joyful scene. The snow came with the cold, the street seems to be cast in silver, so bright, so glorious, long icicles like crystal short sword hanging in front of the eaves, the pedestrians' breath also turned into a stream of white smoke.
49, looking up at the sky falling snowflakes, hand out to catch the falling snowflakes, I carefully observed the snowflakes, the whole snowflake is hexagonal, it is very neatly stretched pattern, like a tree branch apart.
50, the snow is too beautiful, beautiful people forget, beautiful people intoxicated, as if this is their hometown, you can enjoy the release of both sides of the green willow on all the snow shrouded in extra silver, the water in the river has been frozen, which adds a few points of the flavor of the northern scenery.
51, a night of snow, the roof of the city has accumulated a layer of thick snow, standing on the flat roof of the high-rise look out, like rolling snow mountains.
52, another snowfall, the sky as blue, and more crystal clear than the sea blue. Thousands of peaks and mountains, as far as the eye can see, all white, shining a connecting silver light.
53, outside quietly, as if only the snowflakes in the gently falling, in the staging of a good show, it is like a silver kingdom of pink makeup. The road is like a thick carpet, step on the sound of "creak creak", leaving a series of deep footprints. The world covered with snow and ice is very enchanting.
54, snow, like a mass of goose feathers, so that the road becomes white and flat. Look at the trees, covered with layers of snow, people walk through the snow, leaving a clear footprint behind. Snow, like a grain of sugar peas, they flutter in the air, and not in a hurry to fall to the ground, as if they can not afford to live in the ice palace it! Little snowflakes are as light as smoke and as clean as jade. They fall from the sky in a flurry.
55, looking up, the deep blue sky is so charming. The sky twinkles with a bright little star, they gather more and more, as if dancing on the blue carpet, and like winking and I talk. Ah! The night was so magical, the moon had just climbed over the trees and let out its bright light. The night seems very quiet.
56, snow, really big ah! The ground is white, but the snow is still falling, as if the fairy scattered flowers. Look at the snowflakes, like white clouds, like cotton. It is so white, so dazzling.
57, the snow came with the winter, the street is like silver cast, so bright, so brilliant, long icicles like crystal sword hanging in front of the eaves, pedestrians' breath also turned into a stream of white smoke.
58, that snowflakes white as jade, it is the heavenly palace sent down the little generals of heaven, or the moon palace laurel tree fell on the jade leaves? Snowflakes like a beautiful jade-colored butterfly, like dancing like drunk; like blowing down the dandelion; like floating like flying; like the angel rewarded small white flowers; suddenly scattered and gathered, floating, gently full, worthy of the earth's masterpiece! Just see the snowflakes in front of me like a butterfly as mischievous, a moment to fall under the eaves, a moment to fall on the branches of the trees, but also from time to time drifting in the face of the pedestrians.
59, only to see the sky and the earth between a blank slate, snowflakes fluttering from the sky down, around like pulling up a white tent, the earth immediately became silver. I can not help but think of a poem "suddenly like a spring breeze, thousands of trees and thousands of pear blossoms" really beautiful ah!
60, at this time, the sky is also bright. But the weather is cloudy, snowflakes are still flying. Indeed, the countryside happy snowfall is beautiful. Originally desolate winter world, covered with white soft snow, as if it seems rich, warm. Houses are dressed in white, willow trees become bloated silver bars, poplar trees, apricot trees and other fruit trees are full of snowflakes. Really have "suddenly like a spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms" flavor.
61, the wind for the snowflakes fall, accompanied by, make the winter march more majestic, the dance of small trees make the march to add an indispensable splendor. White beauty can be found everywhere, this snow may be a big baptism, so that every stain around clean, covered every ugly point.
62, the sky flying pear blossom fell on the old tree that dropped all the leaves, as if the grandchildren for him to put on a snow-white coat. I tried to use my hand to catch that one lovely elves, watching them play in my hands, everything is so vibrant.
63, I gazed at the sky, close my eyes, let the snowflakes and my delicate entanglement, I seem to hear the snowflakes in my ears gently singing, as if I heard the distant sky came from the sound of the piano.
64, the weather is like a child's face to change, in a flash, the snow actually stopped, the sun also followed the rise, the sudden snow clearing, the winter sun seems to be closer to the distance of the people, seemingly extraordinarily clear, extraordinarily dazzling, but the temperature of the sun seems to have been cooled by snow and ice as if how the heat is not up.
65, in this heavy and deep sky, the sky flying spring snow, gentle and quiet, as if thinking, as if understanding, gently kissed my cheeks, gently slipped into my collar, a thousand years of unchanged delicate face brought me a wisp of spring tenderness.
66, next to the highway, sidewalks on the snow has melted, only the back of the sun on the roof still have residual snow, like wearing a top white small hat.
67, goose feather-like snowflakes rustling constantly down, weaving a canopy of snow curtains. Like willow flakes, silver like white, jade like moist, one by one, a cluster, one after another Ran down, flashing cold silver light. Is it a little angel sent by the Lord of Heaven? Or someone in the sky scattered countless transparent white pear petals.
68, winter is like a fairy tale world, winter snow is a fairy tale world. In winter, the weather is cold, the snow seems to understand what, immediately to the world covered with a layer of snow-white, thick quilt. Pine trees wearing her new coat, dancers in the snow; the sun in the snow has been less brilliant, but there is a hazy feeling.
69, snow fell. What a beautiful snowflake. In the early winter just came, the snowflakes in time to report the arrival of winter. After class, the students ran to the playground, some cheering, some jumping, some open hands to catch the fluttering snowflakes. Look, look, look, the snow has covered the earth. There is snow in the sky, on the ground, everywhere. White earth, white houses, white woods.
70, snowflakes like dancing pink butterflies, happy to shine her "wings" as if the crystalline flakes scattered on the ground, so that the earth in the soft under the mantle rest. The new spring growth is being nurtured.
71, snow, in the next, fluttering from the sky, falling to the roof, fell to the ground, very light, such as kitten's footsteps. In the snow, there are a few pieces of crystal ice, glittering. Trees, dressed by the snow, white hats, white cotton coats, white scarves, a good pure white world.
72, snow in the mountains at the moment began to appear its figure, those fine snowflakes if I did not stop, hold my breath, eyes have been staring at the sky for fear of not being able to find this lovely and some cold pixie. Halfway up the mountain when the snowflake is obvious a lot, to it is not under the big, but the roadside has their traces, those new FanKai on the mound of soil there is so a layer of white gently covered in the above, the hand carefully pressed, issued a crunchy crunching sound.
73, the wind is getting stronger and stronger. That small cloud turned into a white thick cloud, slowly rising, expanding, gradually covering the sky. A small snow fell. Steeply, large flakes of snow fell. The wind whistled and howled, and the blizzard came. In a flash, the dark sky and the sea of snow became one, and everything could not be seen.
74, snow, floating up, look! A piece of white snowflakes, dancing with the wind, swaying, like goose feathers, like willow. Snow, really beautiful! Crystal light, graceful, like a small star landing on earth, and like a six-petaled plum blossom swirling down. Snow, like clouds so soft, like jade white. Crystalline transparent snowflakes danced in the sky, the streets were sprinkled with snow, and the houses were covered with snow. The whole earth turned into a silver-white world.
75, when it snows, the sky sprinkled countless snowflakes. Some of them fluttered in the air, like a butterfly fluttering in the air. Snowflakes fall to the ground, like a small ball bouncing. In the blink of an eye, the tree branches and trunks and leaves have accumulated a thick layer of ice, giving the trees a thick coat. The snow on the ground is so soft and loose that when you step on it, it seems like you're going to sink into a pool of mud. After the goose feather snow, the snow on the ground as if the earth laid a thin layer of crystalline carpet.
76, evening, a large large snowflakes, from the dark sky fluttering down. In a flash, the mountains, fields and villages were all covered in white snow.
77, gray sky covered with lead-gray clouds, cold wind whooshing straight into the neck, the rain sandwiched between the small crystal snow particles fell. Not long after, the small snow particles into a small "dandelion", gently fluttering in the sky.
78, silent snow, still fluttering, but heavy fall in my heart, evoking my love for the winter messenger - snowflakes. Snowflakes, and not just cold, it has a warm heart of enthusiasm. It selflessly melts itself under the sun's rays, turning into moisture to supply the earth, moisturizing everything in the world.
79, the window half-covered, looking at the silver-white drift down, cold hands, wipe the fog on the glass, so that the silver-white more clearly see me, but it is still in front of me fleetingly passed, fell on the slate. I know I'm afraid of the cold, but I'm in love with the snow.
80, winter swimmers, can ever think of bathing with the light flame of snow! Crystalline shimmering land, yo, am I heading towards my afterlife, or back to my past life? I often meditate on the edge of this snow, that black and white, the boundaries drawn for all journeys.
81, winter snow, small snowflakes like a small elf, jumping down, to bring a touch of cold. Although the spring girl can not wait to go on duty, but the messenger of winter - snowflakes but seems to be particularly attached to the beauty of the earth, long refused to leave. This is not, today there is a very big snow.
82, I walked on the road, walking and viewing, looking at the beautiful snow scene, took a deep breath. Snowflakes fall on the body, fall on the hair, take a closer look, some are like crystalline flakes; some are like white bright silver needles; some are like the stars in the night sky; some are like interlaced branches; some are like an open fan. Ah, what beautiful snowflakes! It's a beautiful snowflake!