I stretched out my warm little hand with gloves and held a snowflake with beautiful patterns like paper-cutting; That snowflake, like a beam of moonlight, gives off pure light ... The snow in my hand turned into water and gently fell to the ground. Snow White, Snow White, will you come back to see me? Snowflakes swayed gently in the breeze, scattered on the snow everywhere like leaves and disappeared.
Xue, remember our agreement and come again next time. Naive, I stared at the snowflake, lost in thought ... Snow is pure, it selflessly covers up all evils, purifies people's hearts with its kindness, and fills the world with peace.
But the fly in the ointment is that the cold snow has brought people pain and death. Snow can be a strange thing.
Several years have passed, and I am a fifth-grade student. I have been waiting for the snow to complete our agreement.
I am a medical student, and my teacher asked me to write a composition. It's good to make a white snowflake. Lu Jieyi just makes snowflakes. It feels so good! As a snowflake, I came quietly.
No sorrow, no trouble, no pain, no hesitation. I don't expect others' appreciation, but when you fall down inadvertently, when you reach out and catch me, I smile and walk quietly and continue to travel aimlessly.
How nice it is to make a snowflake! I am quiet and delicate, like a snow-white petal, spotless, blooming on the earth, branches and roofs. I am like a delicate handicraft-every snowflake flower has a different shape, but every snowflake flower is so beautiful.
Many scientists have studied us, but we always disappear before they can see clearly. As a snowflake, I approach nature with my unique aura and travel around the world with my companions as always.
I have seen Mount Everest and the Pacific Ocean, and finally settled in the picturesque West Lake in Hangzhou. It's wide, I'm floating! It's good to make snowflakes.
With the silent falling of the first snow, I gently pressed the stop button of memory, returned to the silent night and began to snow heavily. Pieces of snowflakes, like goose feather jade pieces, are overwhelming. Some fall on the treetops; Some landed on the roof; Others fell naughtily on the necks of pedestrians. Soon, the branches turned white, the roof turned white, the road turned white, and the earth turned white and silver.
A small snowflake floated into the river and turned into a drop of water. Shh, listen carefully, how many little snowflakes are telling their experiences with small fish and shrimp in the river! Look, how happy they are! Suddenly, another small snowflake fell from the sky. He floated to the empty Tiananmen Square and became a new person on the ground. In this way, one small snowflake after another fell from the sky. ...
The next morning, Tiananmen Square became a painting embedded in glass, and the earth turned white. Children who go to school, step by step, leave small footprints all the way. Some playful children piled small snowflakes into a fat snowman with their hands, which made the children laugh. Even the fat snowman laughed with the children. An aunt smiled and gently stroked the fat snowman with her hand. And a pair of lovers who love each other. Big brother took his sister's hand and danced in this place where snowflakes were flying all over the sky. What a romantic thing!
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. It's time for snowflakes to fly again. You see, snow falls from time to time in the dark night sky. One of them is a small snowflake, which falls on the top of the night light. Suddenly, I seem to hear little snowflakes whispering to the night light. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It took a lot of trouble to find your head. When I just left home, I was held by a kind aunt and let me fly again. At a certain moment, the little snowflake slowly felt the warmth. He said the last sentence, and I am glad that I have been to this warm world. Finally, the little snowflake closed her eyes and melted slowly.
Early in the morning of the third day, there was a drop of crystal water on the top of the night light. Water drops slipped from the top of the night light and landed on a delicate flower, which suddenly became bright. The dark clouds cleared away and white clouds appeared in front of my eyes. The cloudy day cleared up and the little snowflakes on the ground slowly melted. Perhaps, all the little snowflakes that are about to melt, together with the little snowflakes that melt on the night light, are looking forward to the arrival of the next winter.
4. The composition describing snowflakes in winter is first of all two compositions, which I hope to adopt.
Snowflakes in winter
The sky flew away with wings, and she left many beautiful things behind. She has no flowers and birds in spring; No summer enthusiasm; There are no harvested fruits in autumn. Winter just silently brings people bursts of joy.
The cold wind roared, and in the dim twilight, a group of white elves came, wearing translucent hexagonal hats, but each had a different delicate pattern, which was more beautiful than the window cut by grandma during the New Year. They fell down one after another, and the earth became a world of pink jade.
They are like little girls in white gauze, dancing and spinning lightly in the air, and their dancing is even more touching than Swan Lake. Their light posture and elegant dancing are full of praise.
Snowflakes are dancing gently on the branches, snuggling up to it. Is it to comfort it not to grieve for the loss of green leaves, or to tell it the message of spring quietly? Snow fluttering, snow fluttering, gently falling on the delicate wheat field, are you using your body to shelter from the wind and rain? Snowflakes float and fall gently, for fear of waking our dreams?
The park was covered with snow, people's hair was dyed white by naughty and lovely snowflakes, and even the streams in the park were covered with warm white quilts and fell asleep quietly. Every layer of branches and leaves of pine trees are covered with snowflakes, but they still try their best to add a touch of green to winter. And that tall rockery is more like a towering ice sculpture. The blooming plum blossoms are swaying in the snow, and the intoxicating fragrance spreads far and far. ...
Snowflakes floated quietly all night. At dawn, snowflakes hold their breath and wait for the first cheer. So the earth boiled. Snowflakes are also active, turning into snow balls in the hands of children, and there are flowers on each other's hats and down jackets; Or become a snowman with a crooked nose, squatting among the children. Grind mischievously with a mouth made of sentence skin.
Trees put on bright white clothes, buildings put on warm white velvet hats, and cracked mouths in the wheat fields are sucking snow water ... these are all gifts from snowflakes. You see, the hope in people's eyes and the smile on their lips are not all gifts of snowflakes.
Snowflakes dancing
Snowflakes are sacred symbols. It can float to every corner of the world, purify people's hearts and bring us different feelings.
Snowflakes are fluttering, and thin snowflakes are falling from the sky, which makes people feel that winter will not be cold. Snowflakes are elves, bringing beauty to the world. White snow flowers float to the trees, and we will feel butterflies flying in the branches, which is very exciting; Floating to the ground, the earth was wrapped in a piece of silver, and the Holy Spirit felt very relaxed.
The fluttering snowflakes are really naughty, joking with their companions, correcting the entanglement and having a good time. It seems that I don't want to fall down in an ordinary way, but I always have to make some farce. Look, they are spinning, tumbling and dancing in the air. If you are not careful, you will hold your partner's hand and stick together, and then dance "double dance" or perform "double acrobatics". Seeing their lively appearance, we seemed to hear their laughter.
Snowflakes, beautiful, white, flawless and pure, are whiter than white clouds, whiter than silver and whiter than white paper. Snowflakes are bright, a small snowflake, maybe you can't see anything, but many snowflakes gather together and shine, making everything bright, white and full of vitality. Even in the dark, snowflakes will shine with their white and bright in the dark, just like the stars in the sky have fallen, releasing light for us.
Snowflakes have connotations. She doesn't pour out her feelings with her voice like raindrops, but it is the beautiful stillness of snowflakes that expresses our inner purity and tranquility. This kind of peace is not only what we see with our eyes, but also what we get by listening and feeling with our hearts. Snowflakes are the crystallization of human thoughts. When we see snowflakes, we see the purest side of people.
The world decorated with snowflakes has really changed. Although the present world is not as colorful as before, when snowflakes are scattered all over the floor, we will feel that the clean and white world is truly beautiful. This kind of beauty is so simple, simple and quiet, just like walking outside the world. There was no noise and chaos. In an instant, I became relaxed, happy and rested wholeheartedly.
Simple white world, isn't this what we yearn for?
Snowflakes are fluttering. Some people say that snowflakes are cold, but my feeling is warm. It snowed heavily, and my heart became active with the snowflakes.
In the morning, I was attracted by the silver light outside the window as soon as I got up. Looking at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, I am excited. This is the first time it snows this year. Just in time! I quickly finished my meal, put on my schoolbag and rushed downstairs to enjoy the beautiful scenery after the snow.
I walked happily in the street, and the snowflakes fell gently on my body and head, so gentle, and several snowflakes fell intimately on my face, so cool and comfortable.
What a pure snowflake, it makes all passers-by feel its beauty and makes everything have it. Overnight, lawns, holly, flowers, stones and trees on both sides of the road seemed to be "beautified". Looking around, everything is white, and it seems to be a snowy world. The grass is covered with a quilt, and the tree is covered with a cotton-padded jacket.
When I came to school, the first thing I caught my eye was the students who were skipping rope and playing snow games. They are all immersed in the snow scene, dancing with the snow and enjoying the infinite happiness brought by the snow.
Snowflakes are fluttering, and I look up at the sky. Snowflakes fall like feathers. Snowflakes float on students' heads and become shiny little silver hats; Snowflakes floated into the mushroom pavilion, and the stone mushrooms seemed to have life and danced. The air seems to be filtered by snow, so fresh, with a pure and true natural beauty. Snow brings life to everything, it makes everything pure, and the earth and everything need snow, which is inseparable. Where snow falls, it will become beautiful. Snowflakes are fluttering, snowflakes are fluttering, making the world a better place.
After class, I looked at the snow outside the window and thought: Xiaoxue, more, I want to be a beautiful Snow White; Small snowflakes, more, make the air fresher and purer; Little snowflakes, more, make the quilt of wheat thicker.
I like snowy days. Snowflakes are fluttering.