1. 600-word essay on how nice it is to snow
The continuous heavy snow falls non-stop. By the way, it is a bit heavy and it is inconvenient to go out, but , the snowy day is really beautiful.
In the morning, I opened the curtains and found that it was brighter than usual outside. It seemed that there was another heavy snowfall last night, and it was another heavy snow day.
Almost all the cars downstairs have not moved. No one dares to drive. There are fewer cars on the road and fewer traffic accidents. There is a thick layer of snow on each car. The color of the car matches well with the color of the snow. It looks good. Wow! The pine trees behind the building are even more beautiful. The pine trees are the most beautiful every winter. The pine trees and snowflakes are the most suitable and beautiful. The lawn was originally just a light green. After the snow, it turned from green to white, and the small lawn was covered with a white carpet. It’s a snowy day, so nice.
Entering the campus, you will see the big white playground. It is so spectacular and beautiful. Overnight, the playground was covered with a soft, white carpet. I tried stepping on it and it was quite deep. I walked on the snow, stepping on one footprint after another.
After school, it snowed heavily, so I took the car home and took the bus. The bus drove very slowly and steadily, and the cyclists pedaled carefully, not being careful. We would slip and leave our footprints on the snow.
When I go home, I will also pass by the square of our community. The square is completely white. There are big snowballs on one side of the square. Several children are playing in the square. There were two big snowmen in the middle of the square. They turned out to be the snowmen they built. I was also a little interested in this, so I went home to build a snowman, but it didn't work.
Winter snow, the snow in winter is really good. The winter snow covers the wheat with a warm quilt. When the snow melts next spring, the snow water will nourish the wheat to sprout and bloom...
It feels good to see this beautiful snow scene and absorb the fresh air. It’s a snowy day, so nice! 2. It’s nice to snow.
There was a layer of mist in the sky and a vast expanse of white on the ground, as if the whole city was soaked in milk.
Ah, it’s snowing! The first snow after winter! Pieces of snowflakes fell, and smiles appeared on people's faces. The children shouted excitedly: "It's snowing!" The snowflakes danced in the air like a fairy, and its white dress swept back and forth in the air. The snow dolls were spinning in circles for a while, and were blown sideways by the north wind. At this moment, I was extremely excited, looking forward to playing in the snow, and shouted: "Snow, let it fall harder!" After class, I rushed out of the classroom to enjoy the beautiful snow scene. The snow fell harder and harder, and the air became more intense. It is fresh, the houses and trees gradually become blurred, and there are scenes covered with silver everywhere.
There is a thick layer of snow on the roof, and the branches of the trees seem to be wrapped in snow, like ice sculptures. Looking carefully, you feel like you are in a dream, so beautiful... It snows so well ah! The students played happily in the snow, having snowball fights and rolling snowballs. Everyone wore gloves and grabbed snowballs and threw them at each other. They had a great time and laughter filled the whole campus... It's snowing so well. ! Snowflakes are still dancing in the air, and the snow is white. It’s such a beautiful world of ice and snow. I was extremely excited and excited. The whistling north wind and flying snowflakes painted a beautiful landscape and composed a sweet and rich symphony. 3. Please write an essay "It's a nice snowy day"
Look, it's snowing! "I was attracted to the corridor by the sound. When I looked outside, it was indeed good. Very small snowflakes were slowly falling. I couldn't help but feel a little joy in my heart, hoping that it would bring us a real heavy snow. Not long after. , the city has been lightly covered with this soft snowflake.
Each snowflake is gently circling and falling, becoming a small part of the layer of snow on the earth, and each snowflake is gathering again. It has become a beautiful scenery that makes the earth covered with snow. Facing the snow, I want to recite a few poems I have learned, but I can't remember it.
It seems that what nature has given us is. It's beyond words. Although I can't speak, I can listen to the sound of snow.
The heavy snow falls one after another, and the snowflake dances in various postures in the air, or flies, or hovers, or falls straight and fast, spreading to the ground. At this moment, everything is beautiful, Everything was quiet, but standing in front of the window, the laughter of the snowflakes rang in my ears. I can hear their joy.
The children couldn't help but come out to play before the snow stopped, having snowball fights and rolling snowballs. Although the snowflakes were still falling, they ignored the objections of their parents and had a great time, full of childhood memories. joy. The snow lets us crush them into fluffy snowballs and then smash them against each other.
Although his body was smashed to pieces and splashed everywhere, they never complained and gave us happiness, which is its happiness. It gives us the warmth of the soul with its unique language. I can hear this voice.
Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, and snow on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year should be a good sign for the year. The snowflakes fall slowly, and together with the sound of firecrackers, it brings joy to people.
I like to watch the snow quietly, watching the snow fall quietly, and listening to the faint sound of the snow, I will feel peaceful and happy in my heart. I saw another group of children having a snowball fight, dodging left and right on the road.
I saw a layer of snow covering the young leaves on the lawn, protecting them. I can hear their voices of pride for taking on this important responsibility.
The pure snow on the ground is bathed in the sun, enjoying the last moment of joy. Are they crying for the end of their lives? No, they are laughing and proud. They have completed their tasks and spread joy to the world.
They have dedicated their lives and given full play to their talents. They are great. I can hear the joy in their lives. Example 2: Snow is a gift from nature to human beings and a symbol of purity and innocence. I don’t know when this cute little angel has come to the world quietly, flying in the air.
With farmers’ wishes and with our joy. It wasn't until I went to school with my schoolbag on my back and snowflakes hit my face that I realized: "Oh, it's snowing!" This is the first snow since the beginning of winter this year.
The snow is like a small, crystal clear and smooth ice ball, being blown by the whistling north wind, making a rustling sound, and looking straight into the collar. Oh, it's so cold.
I hurriedly stood up the collar of my down jacket and ran to school jumping. Children on the road shouted joyfully as if they were not afraid of the cold: "It's snowing, it's snowing!" It's snowing, and of course the children's hearts are happy.
After the second class, the snow fell heavily again and the wind has not stopped yet. The snowflakes look like they were cut by a girl with skillful hands, they are crystal clear.
The pure white snow curled downwards with the wind, falling on the campus lawn, in the flower beds, and on the roof, a pure white area. We could no longer resist the call of snow and hurried downstairs.
As soon as I stepped out of the corridor, ah, it’s so beautiful! Like catkins, like goose feathers, like pure lilies. (Novel metaphor) I turned my face to the sky, closed my eyes, and spun around... It was snowing.
Arriving in front of the building, the holly tree beside the school flower bed was covered with thick white snow. Naughty, I leaned down and licked a little snowflake with the tip of my tongue.
I don’t know why, but it has a faint sweetness. Probably because I feel sweet.
It’s snowing, and of course my heart feels sweet. It's like "a sudden spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom."
The small branches of the redbud tree in the flower bed are also covered with a thick layer of snow, which is like a pink and jade-like building. campus! Walking inside, under the silver-covered dragon's claw tree, the students naughtily pushed the tree to get the snow. They all looked like little snowmen, their hands were so cold that their hands were red, but their bodies and hearts were warm. It's snowing, and of course our hearts are warm.
Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. It snowed, covering the overwintering wheat with a thick layer of snow.
When it snows, the farmers are of course happy. Yes, it’s snowing, and of course people’s hearts are happy. Example 3: In the early morning, as soon as I woke up, shouts of “It’s snowing” and “It’s snowing” came from my unclosed window.
Did the Snow Fairy cover the earth with a leather coat wrapped in silver? Haha, it must be. I walked out of the house, wow, what a beautiful world outside.
The heavy snow is flying, like pieces of goose feathers flying in the wind, and like pear blossoms falling to the ground, smelling the fragrance for ten miles, more like my thoughts, flying and happy.
Why did the wires on the roadside poles turn into silver-white strings? It was the Snow Fairy who made a joke. She used the flawless snow to create a silent music world! The north wind drives the snowflakes, the spirit of winter, to the northern land, making us feel happy.
Oh, the pure white snowflakes are like catkins, setting up a sky-wide snow curtain for us. Ah, this is the snow curtain leading to happiness, the snow curtain leading to heaven, where there is only happiness and no sorrow. How selfless snow is! Ah, Snow, you are as clear as a baby's heart, as pure as the wings of an angel, and as happy as my thoughts.
You are like white butterflies spreading happy pollen in the sky. The goose feather-like snow is flying all over the sky, as clean as jade, as white as silver, as light as smoke, as soft as willow, one piece after another, unhurriedly, thousands of pieces, flying all over the sky.
Snow, you took away all my worries and brought me happiness. Although it is just a little bit, I will treasure it in my heart forever. Snow, you left gently, just as you came gently, you brought me unusual emotions-joy, happiness----------I hope you will be satisfied. 4. It feels so good to snow, 600-word essay
It was getting dark, and at some point, a group of white elves floated over, all wearing translucent hexagonal hats.
And each has a different pattern, which is more beautiful than the window grilles cut by my aunt during the New Year. I think it must be carefully cut by the ingenious Weaver Girl! A gift to the earth. I gently picked up a piece of snowflake and looked at the shiny snowflake in my hand.
I suddenly remembered that the sweet milk I drank when I was a child was also so white! As I grew taller, my mother’s black hair contained silver threads like snow. Day by day, year by year, my mother gave me too much love. These silver hairs are the traces of love condensed. Just like the snowflakes, they are the condensation of nature’s love. I walked on the snow step by step, and the footprints behind me were like beating notes, and like beautiful ditties from my childhood.
The snowflakes kissed me softly, falling on my face, with a cool feeling, and fell into my neck, numbing and numbing, which made me intoxicated. I closed my eyes, as if I was like a huge snowflake, leaving a trace on the path.
It is the trees that are no longer lonely. The snow is still falling, and they seem to be telling me that they have come to this beautiful world, leaving some white traces on the earth, giving the trees a sweet spring of life.
At this time, my heart was as transparent and pure as if it had been washed. It feels so good to enjoy the snow. 5. The snow feels so good. A 600-word essay
The snow has not yet melted. The snow is still very thick. There are still many footprints in the snow in the garden. How is the design of this image? Dui It's quite fun to play with snowmen. I woke up at around six o'clock yesterday morning and found that it was snowing outside. The snow was already very thick, and snowflakes were still falling. The snowflakes were very big and falling lightly, which was very beautiful.
Snowing feels better than raining, and I feel better. When it rains, sometimes the sky is dark, sometimes it's windy and sometimes it's raining, sometimes it's windy and rainy, sometimes it's lightning and thunder, sometimes it's windy, sometimes it's black clouds, sometimes it's continuous, sometimes it's flash floods.
It always gives people a feeling of depression, dullness, melancholy and even irritability. Although people also like rain, they always choose to avoid it when it rains. They quickly choose a place that can take shelter from the rain, or run Or hide, few people walk in the rain. It's different when it snows. People don't mind when snowflakes fall on their bodies and heads.
Many times the temperature does not drop when it snows. Sometimes it melts while it snows. The snowflakes fall to the ground and melt away in just a second or two. Snow has a kind of poetry, a kind of hazyness, a kind of whiteness, a kind of purity, a kind of flawlessness, and a kind of romance.
People like to walk in front of the fluttering snowflakes, like the feeling of snowflakes falling on their bodies, like to hear the crunching sound when stepping on the snow, like the brilliant and dazzling light reflected by the snowflakes, like That feeling of snowflakes flying all over the sky but no chill. In the morning, I opened the curtains and saw a layer of white on the ground. Could it be snowing? The concrete pavement under the moonlight and lights sometimes feels the same when I take a quick look at it.
If you look carefully, it’s really snowing, and the lawn is also covered in white! It's finally snowing! When it doesn't snow in winter, I always feel that something is missing. Since the winter solstice, the weather has been getting colder and colder day by day, dry and cold, and sometimes there are eerie winds blowing, which makes winter a little more solemn. I remember that on Christmas Eve in previous years, snowmen of all sizes were piled on the streets and roadside, making winter more interesting.
Will there be no snow this winter? In class, I learned "Snow Child" and "Little Painter on the Snow". I finished all the books and I haven't seen a speck of snow yet. How does this make children who are accustomed to living in the north not accustomed to it? So they had no choice but to turn their expectations and yearning for snow into discussions about snow.
What is most talked about in class and after class is the beautiful scenery after snow and the fun of playing in the snow. I remember that in early winter, the yellow leaves all over the ground could bring them a lot of joy. They piled them up and scattered them, performing a human farce of "Goddess scattering flowers".
Some children will naively ask the teacher from time to time: "Teacher, when will it snow?" This question is really difficult to answer! Little Snowflake, you are really a sight to behold! It's finally snowing, and I have to find out what it feels like anyway. So I dressed up, took my household registration book, housing certificate, and ID card and went out for a walk while buying gas and signing the contract.
The cool and moist wind blows against my face, but it is still a bit gentle. The sky after the snow has not cleared up yet. The ground is white, the sky is gray, and there is a layer of white snow remaining in the vast sky. It seems that all the ugliness and all the troubles have been covered up without a trace. Although what is unfolding before our eyes is not a fairy tale world covered in silver makeup, pink makeup and jade, it is fresh and clean.
Snow is the elf of winter. In winter without snow, you cannot feel the taste of winter. In winter without snow, you feel that it is not the real winter. In winter without snow, life will lose a color. , all I saw along the way were the bare branches pointing proudly to the sky and the withered grass that "wildfires cannot burn, but spring breezes grow again". It seems that only snow can make winter more perfect. It seems that only snow can bring the message of spring to people. It seems that only snow can make people feel that a winter has not been in vain. It seems that only snow can make winter stay in people's hearts. in memory.
Scattered light snow is still falling, floating leisurely and carelessly, as if she doesn't care about people's love for her at all. Why don't they come out loud and come more enthusiastically like goose feathers? The snow on the road has been crushed into black snow by the wheels.
Only the snow on the roadside still retains its original whiteness and purity. Although it does not make the imaginary crunching sound when you step on it, it does have an added romance and sound. Of course, you have to be careful when walking. After returning from a walk, not only did my internal organs take a thorough bath, but even the "skin" on my body seemed to be completely new. It felt so good to be snowed.
Early in the morning, accompanied by the cheers of my parents, I rubbed my sleepy eyes and woke up from my dream. When I came to the window, I was shocked by the scene in front of me.
The whole world was covered in silver overnight. Look, Grandpa Earth covered him with a thick, snow-white quilt; Sister House put on a soft cotton, white hat; Uncle Dashu wrapped herself tightly in a warm leather coat... everything They are all like shrouded in white gauze, so white and so beautiful.
I went downstairs "fully armed". look! Those children are happily building snowmen; look! These little friends are having a snowball fight happily.
Not to be outdone, I called three friends to enjoy the fun in the snow. We quickly divided the work and decided to build a "snow doll" consisting of three snowballs.
Goose-feather-like snowflakes fell from the sky one after another, gently brushing against the cheeks and floating over the hands. It was cool and comfortable. Zhao Xiaoxuan and I first pinched a ball of soft snow and made a small and exquisite snowball. Then we placed it in the snow and carefully rolled it forward. Unknowingly, the little guy turned into a white ball. Big fat snowball.
The four of us worked together to pile three snowballs next to each other. I gently pushed aside the heavy snow, found dead branches and three leaves, and made eyes, nose and arms for this "snow doll". Then I took off my hats and scarves and put them on the carefully crafted snowman.
At this time, our hands were cold to the bone, but our hearts were warm and delicious. The snow is so beautiful, so fun, and it feels so good! Looking at the snowflakes flying in the sky, I feel so good.
In the past few days, the sky has always been gloomy. Maybe God is brewing. No, I am really looking forward to the heavy snowfall. It feels so good to snow. Although the snowflakes are very big, you don’t need to hold an umbrella or worry about soiling your clothes. Looking at the flying snowflakes, you feel so free, free and beautiful. 6. Please write an essay "It's a nice snowy day"
Today, I am so happy! Because, I look forward to the stars and the moon, and look forward to the snow on campus. When I went to school in the morning, I was still angry with God for not snowing!
The morning meeting class in the morning had just passed, and when the morning exercise class was about to come, heavy snow began to drift down. The first thing that fell was sleet, and after a while, it all turned into snow, and it was still heavy snow.
"Ding ring bell..." The bell rang for the end of get out of class. Most of the students in our class ran to the corridor outside the classroom, to the rooftop, and some even ran to the playground below. Everyone was playing in the snow. Some used their hands to catch the snowflakes, and some picked up a ball of snow from the ground, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it to the classmates next to them, and they had a snowball fight... The most interesting ones were the students in the lower grades. Each person holds an umbrella together, one person holds an umbrella, and one person makes snow... Some students who are more courageous are running around on the snow...
There is snow accumulated on the corridor. People walking are very careful, because even if they walk carefully, someone still falls. I saw the sixth-grade students, who were actually sixth-grade students, rolling a big snowball on the playground. It rolled bigger and bigger, and it was taller than the first-grade students. Some students on the playground were still building snowmen and having snowball fights...
Just when everyone was having a great time, the class beep rang mercilessly, and we had no choice but to stop and go back to the classroom. Went to class. Although everyone is sitting in the classroom, their eyes are still looking out of the window from time to time, and their hearts are still on the playground, in the snow...
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Autumn is over and winter is here. This year there was a timely heavy rain.
I usually hate snow, and it’s so cold that I turn red from the cold, which makes it even more inconvenient to move around. Every year when it snows, I stand in front of the window, looking at the beautiful snow scene and the children playing in the snow outside. I pout and say, "Huh! You are such a person who is not afraid of the cold."
< p> And this time the snow changed my view on snowing last winter. This year, a heavy snowfall came to my hometown, and my hometown suddenly turned into a world of pink makeup and jade. In the morning, I came to the window and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow! It's so beautiful!" The snowflakes were flying, and I was tempted by the snow scene. I stopped, opened the window, and tried to stretch out my hand. A snowflake fell on my hand."It's so cold!" Then, I stuck out my tongue again, and a white snowflake fell on the tip of my tongue. I moved my tongue playfully, and the snowflake melted, "Hehe "It's so fun!" I said happily. After that, I seemed to forget the temperature outside and ran out to play. There were many children playing in the snow. I saw so many children making snowmen and asked them puzzledly. "How did it pile up?" Without saying anything, I ran home and asked my mother. After doing what my mother said, I picked up the tools and ran outside. I used a ruler to push the snow into a pile, and then rolled it up. I put two snowballs together, added eyes, nose, mouth and two hands, and you're done! I stood up and took a few steps back, looked at the results of my hard work, smiled, and said, "Well! It's nice to have snow!" Now I no longer hate winter. I look forward to this winter and the snow. yes! It's nice to have snow.
We can have snowball fights and make snowmen. We roll in the snow, as if we have returned to our innocent and happy childhood.
8. It’s so innocent when it snows. Composition: It’s so beautiful when it snows. Some people compare snow to white salt; some people compare snow to cotton; and some people compare snow to cotton. Catkins... So, white salt, cotton and catkins must be like snow, so light, white, elegant and ethereal! This winter, it snowed heavily.
First, small snowflakes like pearls were scattered one after another. As they grew larger and larger, countless snowflakes looked at each other, each homing pigeon and pairs of mother's hands. The snowflakes are as wonderful as a dream; as light as the wind... I like the snow scene in winter the most.
The white snow in the sky is like a fairy descending to earth, and shining like stars. Maybe one day, the stars will break away from the embrace of Mother Sky and decorate the beautiful and fairyland-like world.
The white snow covers the earth with silver. look! Put a white coat on the big tree; cover the wheat field with a quilt; put a hat on the house... The willow trees with fallen leaves are hung with fluffy and shiny snow strips; the evergreen pine trees in winter and summer are piled with fluffy and heavy snow. The snowballs were blown by the wind and scattered all over the ground, as wonderful as the fallen leaves in autumn.
White snow not only decorates the earth, flowers, plants and trees, but also makes people's lives colorful. listen! The sound of feet stepping on the snow is so rhythmic.
The children picked up a ball of snow from the ground, held it into a snowball, and threw it on the ground, and a "snowflake" bloomed. Hold a small snowball and roll it in the snow. It will roll bigger and bigger, and gradually roll into a big snowball. Place a small snowball on top of the big snowball, and the body of a small snowman will be made.
Find a few more stones and carrots, insert them in their prescribed positions, and a little snowman is made. Around the snowman, a group of children danced around it.
Some naughty children will find a wooden board, let themselves sit on the wooden board, and find a place with a steep slope and slippery slope. They only hear the children yelling and rush to the bottom of the slope... It's snowing. Innocence is good, making the earth beautiful and making children happier. 9. It’s so nice when it snows. Composition
It’s so nice! Just after lunch today, it started to snow.
The goose-feather-like snowflakes in the sky fell one after another and threw themselves into the arms of Mother Earth. Some of these lovely snowflakes are like little butterflies, dancing gracefully in the sky; they are also like hard-working little bees, emptying out from the sky with their own harvest. No, I think they are more like pear blossoms scattered by fairies with their hard-working hands. I looked at the beautiful scenery, stretched out my hands involuntarily, raised my head, and let the snowflakes fall on my body: after a while, a naughty little snowflake got into my neck, which made me weird It tickled; after a while it fell into my mouth again, giving me a slight chill. I was completely intoxicated by the scenery, so I couldn't help but spin around. As I turned around, I seemed to have turned into a small snowflake, floating around; flying into the woods for a while, chatting with Grandpa Tree; floating on the lake for a while. , playing with the small fish and shrimp; after a while, I came to the police uncle’s ear and told him not to work too hard... Suddenly, another naughty little snowflake got into my neck, waking me up from my imagination...
It’s so nice to snow! 10. It’s so nice when it snows. A 600-word composition for the first grade of junior high school. Urgently used.
1 article: Snow is the soul of winter and the best gift from God to all things. There is Liu Zongyuan’s soul-stirring loneliness in “A lone boat and a man in a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow on a cold river”; there is the optimism and boldness of a frontier poet in “thousands of miles of yellow clouds, and the north wind is blowing snow,” and “thousands of miles of ice, and thousands of miles of snow drifting.” There is more magnanimity and magnanimity in him. It’s a snowy day, so nice!
This year’s New Year’s Day was supposed to be a three-day holiday, but due to a heavy snowfall, the holiday lasted for three days in a row, resulting in a total of six days’ holiday. This made me very sad. It's relaxing for a while, but that's not why I like snow days.
I like snowy days because I can meet my close friends in the snow.
When I woke up in the morning and opened the curtains, I was pleasantly surprised. The ground was already covered with snow. The snowflakes cover the earth with carpets, the trees with silver, and the houses with cotton clothes. This has completely turned into a world covered in silver, especially enchanting. Then my heart trembled, and I suddenly had the idea to walk in the snow and "wander" in this enchanting world. I put on my cotton coat and stepped out of the door.
"Suddenly, a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear blossoms bloomed on thousands of trees." The crystal snowflakes fell from the sky, flying, jumping, laughing, and singing. They hit my face playfully and melted. I can't forget those bursts of cold feeling. I vaguely saw a person immersed in the beautiful scenery in the snow. I took a few steps to meet her. It turned out that she was a sister two years older than me. I asked him with a smile: "Sister, such a cold weather scares philosophy, what are you doing out here?" My sister's eyes shifted from the sky to me, "Then What are you doing here?" My sister looked at me and said. I was stunned for a moment, then smiled innocently, wondering if there were anyone else who had the same hobbies as me? I looked up at the sky, and the snowflakes were still falling. In the silence, the two of us stood quietly, admiring the dance of falling snow, watching the flying snowflakes, like catkins oxidizing, floating and rippling in the vast sky. His expression is still full of magical dreams, listening to the sound of snowflakes flying in the sky.
Two simple sentences communicated the hearts of the two of us. We have the same hobby, which is a rare hobby. It can really be said that "a bosom friend in the sea is as close as a neighbor in the world."
The snowflakes create a quiet and peaceful world for us. Standing in the snow, I feel that my soul is purified. There is no hustle and bustle, no impetuosity, just a sense of indifference and calmness. Through the white snow, I can still feel that the colorful spring is coming quietly, so I have more hope, more expectation, and more friendship in my heart! It’s a snowy day, so nice!
2 articles: Great! Just after lunch today, it started to snow.
The goose-feather-like snowflakes in the sky fell one after another and threw themselves into the arms of Mother Earth. Some of these lovely snowflakes are like little butterflies, dancing gracefully in the sky; they are also like hard-working little bees, emptying out from the sky with their own harvest. No, I think they are more like pear blossoms scattered by fairies with their hard-working hands. I looked at the beautiful scenery, stretched out my hands involuntarily, raised my head, and let the snowflakes fall on my body: after a while, a naughty little snowflake got into my neck, which made me weird It tickled; after a while it fell into my mouth again, giving me a slight chill. I was completely intoxicated by the scenery, so I couldn't help but spin around. As I turned around, I seemed to have turned into a small snowflake, floating around; flying into the woods for a while, chatting with Grandpa Tree; floating on the lake for a while. , playing with the small fish and shrimp; after a while, I came to the police uncle’s ear and told him not to work too hard... Suddenly, another naughty little snowflake got into my neck, waking me up from my imagination...
It’s so nice to snow!