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1. Winter sunshine, warm and faint sunshine in my heart, reflects my cloudy winter sky. It is like a hot rose in my heart, and it is like a cold wintersweet blooming in the ice and snow, which opens my ignorant heart and shows me the brilliant light behind the darkness and a touch of green in the ashes of the ruins.

Our prosperous Shenzhen is very special. It is very warm in winter. It is like spring all the year round, and it is as warm as spring in winter. When we go out for a walk, we will see the trees are lush, while the trees in other cities are bare. Surprisingly, there is not even a piece of snow in our winter.

In the afternoon, the sun has put away its faint light and seems to be afraid of the cold, hiding in the clouds as thick as cotton tires.

The biting cold wind blew away the joy of people's harvest, and the heavy snow covered all the noise and sunny mood. In the cold wind, the topic of "hate winter" spread all over the city with the wind as the carrier, and also reached my ears in winter. But winter is not sad, she is still so calm and natural. She knows that as time goes by, her children-spring-will go home soon.

5. "Hoo ... hoo ..." The wind roared, the trees shook in the wind, and the branches were whipped in the air like wild whips.

6. Winter is coming. This is a dry, terrible and dark winter, which is very common in this mountainous area. The leaves on the big trees in the school yard are all gone, and the soil is frozen harder than stone, which is a miserable scene.

7. From crying to jealousy, laughing turned into envy. How did time pass? My skin is the clearest only by myself, red bean, and I don't feel good yet.

8. The cold winter is coming. After a heavy snow, the whole Dongfanghong has become a world of pink jade. The willow trees are covered with silver bars, and the lawn is covered with silver wires.

9. Those birds who are afraid of the cold have flown away, and there is less noise in the field. However, magpies and sparrows are still flying in the sun. They are left behind in their winter homes. In the open space of the field, they fall after a short flight, and then walk up and down with their heads held high. They have been waiting patiently for the birds that used to be together to fly back in the spring. Will they meet again next year?

10, the wind is getting stronger and stronger. Xiaoyun became a thick white cloud, slowly rising, expanding and gradually covering the sky. It is snowing lightly. Suddenly, a large piece of snow fell. The wind roared and the snowstorm came. In an instant, the dark sky merged with Xue Hai, and everything was out of sight.

1 1, it is already so cold before winter comes. If winter really comes, I wonder how cold it will be! It may freeze people to death.

12, the winter sun shines on the clean land through the branches, and the warm little creatures stay quietly in sunny places. I saw some grass around the cracks in the stone, and the apex of my heart was showing goose yellow, like a drop of dew gently sliding over the leaves, and my heart moved. Towards sunshine, towards warmth, towards hope, my heart is towards snowy spring.

13, I love winter-I love snow. Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, like thousands of angels in white, revealing the breath of winter to people. Snow is the messenger of winter, and it will bring good news to people.

14, the first winter night is more melancholy, and the month is more sad. I don't know how to describe the night above me. On this early winter night, I stood under the moon and felt sad from left to right. On the left is my lost years and idle sadness, and on the right is my "sweet burden" which is at a loss, shaky, hazy and slightly dead.

15, the weather is gloomy, and the sky is thick and low gray-yellow turbid clouds. The northeast wind roared and ran wildly in the wilderness. It seems to be holding a sword, which can pierce a tight leather coat, not to mention the exposed face, and it is scratched again and again, and the pain is unbearable.

16. Snowflakes are falling quietly. In the cold air, I seem to see warm tears. That's because I appreciate my life, my friends, the people I love and myself. I saw tears melt the ice and snow! I don't know if I'm feeling what winter means, what I'm expecting, happiness and happiness in the future, or if I'm still waiting and wandering in a pale world. ...

17, the early winter morning is full of vitality. The breezy north wind blew the branches down! Just like welcoming Dong Er! Maybe, I have a soft spot for winter! The breezy north wind has become warmer!

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19, in your life, there will at least one time that you forget yourself for someone, asking for no result, no company, no ownership or even love. I just want to meet you in my most beautiful years.

20. The winter is approaching, and the north wind is howling. Snowflakes, wearing shiny hexagonal hats and white clothes, walked into the world, filling the world with beautiful scenery wrapped in silver. Look, the rivers are frozen!

2 1, in the winter wind, we can also smell a special smell, which is the smell of earth, which nourishes and nourishes everything in the world! It is different from the refreshing fragrance of flowers in spring, the suffocating water vapor in summer, and the fruity fragrance in autumn, which symbolizes the birth and beginning of an energy.

22. The evening breeze blows and it feels very comfortable. You said you wanted to see the words I wrote to you. You thought for a long time, but you didn't know where to start. The time we spent together was already in the friendship of bosom friends, and we did it with pity. Let the wind bring my truest blessing to you. I'm happy when you're happy. If you are healthy, it will be spring.

23. Walking in the field, sometimes, you will suddenly meet a tree. There is no other scenery, only a tree, which grows alone in the open field. Most of these trees are extremely easy to grow, with black trunks and cracked bark. Branches reach into the distant sky, and even the sky will yield.

24. The whiteness and cleanness of snow, the rain and flowers in spring are so exciting. After the baptism of ice and snow and the nourishment of the rain flower, my "barren land" may grow like spring grass and shine like spring rain. At that time, my withered heart, perhaps with the flood of spring water, spring flowers in full bloom, once again open a man's middle-aged vitality and glory.

25, a mountain, can not be separated by two acacia, a horizon, can not be separated by two sentences, I miss you with three lives, a person drinking that bowl of Meng Po soup, burying himself in the mountains, listening to the trickle of water, the breeze is dancing with the fallen flowers! Listening to the wind, I can't finish reading the thoughts of my life, and running water can't finish reading my love in the world!

26. It's another winter, and a series of winds meet unexpectedly. Many people don't like windy days in winter, especially people in the south, who often feel too violent and inhuman. But I'm not. I like the speed, sound and smell of the winter wind, and welcome the New Year in the wind.

27. The sky is as blue as washing, and the bright sunshine shoots down from the dense gaps of pine needles, forming thick beams and illuminating the tree-lined trees with veil-like mist.

28. The world after the snow is decorated with continuous snow, with lush foliage and jade, which is really a gratifying scene of abundant snow. The heavy snow comes with the cold winter, and the streets seem to be silver, so bright and brilliant. Long icicles hung in front of the eaves like crystal daggers, and the breath of pedestrians turned into white smoke.

29. Somehow, it's so cold this winter that there are few pedestrians on the street. They must all be by the hot stove, having lunch with their families. Thought of here, Ivylinna Lee can't help but speed up the pace, trying to find a trace of residual heat in that extremely cold home, even if only a little fire is enough to comfort her broken heart.

30. The sunshine in winter, the rich and lyrical sunshine in my heart, you gently blow in my heart like a warm wind, like a bright red maple swaying on a mountainside, like the Wang Yang sea containing streams. The warm sunshine in spring is a charming and sensational beauty, which makes people have infinite reverie.

3 1 In the evening, large tracts of snowflakes are falling from the dark sky. At the moment, mountains, rivers, fields and villages are all covered with snow.

32. This flying snowflake, like feathers and jade chips, falls gently. They danced in the sky, as light as smoke and as soft as catkins. They are so pure and clear. They are very light, so light that they are silent. Every snowflake is like a melodious and fresh music, like a light and harmonious poem.

There are four seasons in a year, and each season has different scenery. I like the magnificent scenery when it snows in winter best. In winter, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm of heavy snow and a crystal clear fairy tale world. The fragrance of pine and the ice fragrance of snow give people a cool and shining comfort. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, and even my heart is purifying and becoming pure and beautiful.

In this cold weather, you can see rows of cypress trees that are not afraid of the cold wind. On both sides of the campus corridor, green figures are flashing. In the cold winter, cypress is still so lush, green and full of vitality.

35. Listening to the wind on the playground, the powerful wind that fills every corner, the fierce wind that makes people stand unsteadily, and the biting cold, I feel a sense of pleasure. The wind runs through my whole body, and some tedious troubles and worries drift away with the wind.

36. When the morning light broke through the endless darkness and sprinkled on the first swaying leaf, the cold wind had already rolled wildly and took away the long-awaited warmth. People can only be armed to the teeth instead of the sun.

On March 9, the weather was cold, the earth was frozen, and a cold current approached us step by step, forcing us to thicken our clothes and pay more attention to keep warm. Although the weather is very cold, the north wind is whistling and the wind is biting, it still can't hide our children's happy mood.

38. It was quiet outside, as if only snowflakes were falling gently, and a good play was being staged. It really looks like a silver kingdom made of pink jade. The road is like a thick carpet. It creaks when you step on it, leaving a series of deep footprints. The world covered with snow and ice is particularly enchanting.

39. All the leaves are gone, almost bare. Only the pine and cypress trees are still so green and energetic. Because the uncles and aunts who worked hard to cultivate these saplings were afraid that they would be blown to the east and west by the wind, they put on thick "cotton-padded clothes".

40. Miss Winter came to take over Miss Autumn's class. Autumn takes away the golden color of chrysanthemum, the fragrance of osmanthus and the beauty of hibiscus, but winter brings a clean and white world. Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, the ground is covered with thick quilts, and wheat seedlings are sleeping in the quilts, dreaming of a bumper harvest. Chimonanthus praecox has quietly opened, red, yellow, white and pink, forming a sea of flowers, and the branches are covered with transparent' ice ridges', crystal clear as glass.

4 1. Snow covered roofs and roads, crushed branches, covered the appearance of various objects, blocked roads and traffic, and snowflakes flying all over the sky made heaven and earth melt into a white whole.

42. Sad love belongs to me or to memories. My love has returned to the original flower season, not like before! I left you the cape, where we made a wish all the way!

You see, winter is dry and cold, but the snow is irregular. I don't know where to go in the snow In this weather, people still call cold cotton-padded clothes, cotton trousers, down jackets, hats and scarves, and wrap them in electric blankets at night. The hot water bottle is not cold. Don't let the cold near it.

44. In winter, it is very cold. To tell the truth, I don't want it to come, but when it comes, I have a strange feeling. Ah, I love winter, because, in winter, "the wind knows the grass", I love its character.

45. Snow is crystal clear, pure and flawless, natural and simple, lingering, like a swan bouncing off the yuhua, a jade man shaking off the pear flower. Snow fell on the ground, gently and silently, covering the earth with a quilt. Sometimes, the snow is smaller, floating down like a reed flower, covering the ground, thin, like a gauze coat on the ground.