As the day draws to a close and we get a new perspective on people and things, it's time to get serious about keeping a good journal. Are you clueless and have no clue? Here is a diary for snow that I have organized for you.
Diary of the snow 1Last night, I was reading a book in bed. Suddenly, my mom called out loudly, "Li Yu, come on, it's snowing!" I heard, very excited, hurriedly jumped out of bed, even shoes can not even wear to run to the study on the floating window sill.
Look at the window snowflakes flying, some like willow flakes, some like popcorn, one after another, flying all over the sky. I couldn't help but open the window, and the snowflakes flew in, sticking on my face and hands, cool and comfortable. I really hope the snow will keep falling until tomorrow.
In a short while, look at the road, lawn, tree branches, roof slowly become white, like someone is painting watercolors. Gradually, a little bit of the black of the trees also disappeared, reflected in the eyes is a white, as if all covered with a layer of thick quilt.
But it was getting late, and at my mom's urging, I went back to my bedroom and went to bed. But because I was too excited about the rare snow, lying in bed for a long time can not sleep, eagerly hoping that the next day, and can see the pure and beautiful snow full of pain and pain in the pile of snowmen, snowball fights!
Finally, I was looking forward to the next day. Usually, my mom calls me to get up every day. Today, I don't know how, I woke up early, I rushed to put on the clothes, open the curtains, look at the soft white snow outside the window, my heart itchy, I can't wait to fly directly from the fifth floor to the snow, and that pleasing to love the white snow embrace. So I hurriedly ate breakfast. Wear good shoes, put on gloves, hurriedly ran downstairs. Mom chased after me while screaming, "Slow down! Slow down! Beware of the slippery ground." But my feet as if I do not listen to my command, quickly ran toward the snow. Just ran to the door, a cold air toward me, as if not let me go out as if, but the enthusiasm in my heart still order me to hurry out.
Outside the gate, the scenery in front of me stunned: wow! The green lawn all turned white. In the distance, a car of different shapes and colors, wrapped tightly by the snow. In the small park, some adults and children are playing snowball fights, some are making snowmen, and some are stepping on the snow. This snow is really beautiful, make me stay in the snow for a long time.
Diary of a snowy day 2This day is the most happy and unforgettable day in my life, do you want to understand why? Then because this day is the first time in my life I saw snow! If you live in the north, you might say, "What's so unusual about that? I see snow all the time!" I'm not like that my family is in the south and it's very rare to see snow once!
When I was in the classroom just finishing my homework, I heard some boys say, "It's snowing! It's snowing! Come and see!" I didn't believe it at first, "Hmph! Liar!" I said. When I saw the students who went out screaming, I couldn't help but go out too, and when I saw the snow, I jumped up and down with joy, and the teacher said, "Go down and see!" The students ran down like a swarm. When I went down, I saw many students gathered on the playground, they cheered to their hearts' content!
When there was a lot of snow in the flower beds, the students ran over furiously, as if they were very afraid of not seeing the snow, and then not being able to touch it. A few of my classmates and I followed suit, and we cheered as we ran. When we saw that there was a lot of snow on the side of the ping-pong table, we ran towards the table again. I picked up a small piece of snow at the flower bed, so I shouted to a few of my close classmates to come over, but they didn't hear me. Before I got there, the snow melted. I found that snow is not the same as rain. Rain falls directly and turns into water in the air, while snow drifts down slowly and turns into water only when it falls on the ground! As time passed, the bell rang and we went back to the classroom!
This was the happiest day of my life! I wish it would snow every winter!
Diary of a Snowy Day 3
20xx month X day Sunday X sunny
When I woke up early in the morning, my mom said, "It snowed a lot last night, get up and see it!" I opened the curtains and looked: "Wow! Really a silver world, everywhere white, I can pile snowman, snowball fight." After breakfast, my mother sent me to school, see the roof, the road are paved with a layer of white snow, roadside tree branches are covered with snowflakes, white, bright, branches are bent by the snow, the road has been a layer of thin snowflakes, walking on the snow, feet "creak, creak" sound. Willow-like snowflakes are still drifting sporadically, from time to time drifted to our bodies, sometimes naughty rubbed my face, cool, really comfortable. On the road, cars, bicycles, pedestrians are slow. Mom said, the snowy road is slippery, walk carefully, the driver master for safety, also very careful.
In the school, students are happy to do interesting snow games. The snow, how much joy it brings to us!
Classes, but I can not sit still, from time to time to look outside, the snow stopped, the sun came out, the snow in the sunlight emitted dazzling light! Finally class, we tide as well as out of the classroom, some outstretched hands grabbed a handful of snow to the mouth; some grabbed the snow on the others threw; there are also sneak the snow into the neck of others, itchy, cold cold cold cold. We are talking and laughing, jumping and jumping, playing and messing around, really enjoyable!
Time is too short, the bell rang, we walked while turning back from time to time, really sad!
Snow, I love you, how much joy you bring us!
Diary of snow 4Now, has entered the late winter season, but the snowflakes are slow to come, I sit in front of the window every day, looking at that outside world, the heart can not help but some loss. "Alas, or do not look forward to that snow girl, study hard ......".
Surprises always appear when people do not expect. This is not, my wish in the second class today came true, outside the snow, not spectacular! I don't know who shouted "Wow, it's snowing outside." The students' minds immediately flew to the window. The teacher had no choice but to say, "Look, look." The students immediately ran to the window "It's beautiful!" Just then, the bell rang, the students ran out of the classroom.
In the campus, there is a dance of snow everywhere. I looked up at the sky, and the snowflakes in the sky fluttered in the air. Some like goose feathers, snow white snow white really nice; some like willow flakes, fluttering, swinging with the wind; some like chrysanthemums, blooming in this beautiful scene; some like a naughty child, in the air for a few whirls, play enough, before reluctantly fall to the ground. Snowflakes fall on the dry branches, like a pear, snowflakes fall on the car, like a piece of cream cake, let a person have a mouth to salivate, snowflakes fall on the pines, like a bride waiting for a crop, beside the grass is a bridesmaid, is very wonderful. Snowflakes fell in my hand, I just want to look carefully, the snowflake look, but the results turned into water, as if in a naughty to me, "Hum, want to see my look, want to beautiful." I had to use my eyes to observe the snowflakes, but the snowflakes seem to be against me, swirling in the air, flying. How can I not see it. Then forget it, I might as well taste it, I opened my mouth and let the snowflake float into my mouth, the taste of the snowflake is cool and clear, there is a breath of elegance, but tasteless, as if it is not very sweet, the snowflake fell on the skin, like a drop of cold little water droplets fell on it, it feels so good. The bell rang and the students reluctantly returned to the classroom. The snow stopped, bringing the world a pure and flawless world, the snow lay thick on the ground, like a plush white blanket to mother earth. Outside everything is so white, so beautiful, to the original not very clean world sent a snow white. Snow is always so wonderful, so good, so beautiful ........
I love winter, but I love snow even more!
Diary of the snow 5This winter, it was the biggest snowfall in Kunming. The snow was white and crystalline, like a mass of drifting cotton candy, giving people a soft and sweet feeling. My favorite thing is snow, especially this sudden snowfall, which makes me especially happy! I can not wait to go out to play in the snow, but today is not the weekend and have to go to school, I had to hurry to get dressed and go to school.
Finally looked forward to the end of school! I quickly finished copying homework, pack up the schoolbag, hurriedly picked up my little sister, got into my mom's car and went home quickly. Because I think my family lives in the neighborhood of the garden is certainly the most beautiful, so all I want to go home to play in the snow. When I got out of the car, I really saw the same picture as I had imagined: the trees, roofs, cars, and even the soft grass were covered with snow. It just so happened that my classmate Wang Xiaodi also returned to the garden, and the three of us played happily! I first took a small group of snow, the snow is icy and cold, I can not hold it to the little sister threw over, the little sister is not weak, pick up a ball of snow hit me in the head. At this time, Wang Xiaodi quietly threw a snowball at me, fortunately, I wore a hat and resisted the attack. We took plastic bags to collect snow and planned to take it home to build a snowman. Because we were too concentrated on collecting snow, our hands became numb, but we didn't give up! But we didn't give up! We still insisted on putting the snow into the plastic bags and filled a bag full of it. My teacher said, "You get what you pay for." We went home and made a very cute snowman. We went home and built a cute little snowman, its smile forever in my mind, today is my happiest day!
Snow! Let's be friends together!
Diary of a snowy day 6"Suddenly the spring breeze comes, thousands of trees and thousands of pear blossoms" is a true saying. This is also true in life. Originally, the leaves on the trees fell off and were bare. But after the snow, the tree is like a white pear blossom.
After the snow, the original gray sky suddenly became blue blue blue, like someone to "canvas" on the white with blue paint cover. A snow is like a magic, the haze of the air sucked away, only for us to leave the blue sky and fresh air.
After the snow, the original dry branches of the trees were covered with snow, just like growing white flowers. The original brown land became snow-white, like a diligent person to the land covered with a thick quilt." The plum must be three times whiter than the snow, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum." The plum blossoms that open in winter are also white, but the snow is much whiter than the plum blossoms, and the plum blossoms are covered by thick snow, which makes them even whiter. The snow is covered by a thick layer of snow, making the plum blossoms even whiter, which makes it say, "The plum is as white as the snow, but the snow is not as fragrant as the plum blossoms." The plum blossom is slightly inferior. A wind blew, the snow on the trees slowly fell, forming a small "snow mountain".
After the snow, the original lively square became more lively. From 3-year-old children to 80-year-old old man, can not wait to come to the snow. Children play in the snow, the old people while enjoying the beautiful scenery, while moving their muscles. On the snow, some children were having snowball fights. Some of them are building snowmen, they work together, some are responsible for rolling snowballs, some are responsible for finding radishes, and some are responsible for piling them up. Look, the snowman is ready! There was a little boy in thick clothes out of the building, he came to the square and quickly joined the snowball fight.
Ah, what a white world of snow and ice!
The snowy diary 7
Snow, let me present to you one of the beautiful moments that I captured instantly -
She, I do not know what her name is, anyway, she is a naive and lovely young girl! Her face was red against the light of the snow. I really can't describe what a beautiful, beautiful picture she created for us in the snow. Her head was held high, her eyes were wide open, and that look, how divine! She was looking at the snowflakes that were flying from the sky to the earth like a single elf. She opened her arms and cheered, "Little snowflake, you are so beautiful!" A snowflake flew into her mouth, she smiled with joy: "This snowflake, or sweet!" At this time, she saw a Santana car parked in the snow, she excitedly ran to the front of the car, in the car covered with snowflakes with her innocent hands wrote down "snowflakes, I love you!" A few words. Especially that exclamation point, it was huge. I know this is the girl's true feelings, this is also a lot of our children here from the heart of the snow sprite's earnest expectations.
He, I don't even know what his name is, anyway, he is a psychopath I see often. I always see him on my way home from work. Today, I don't know who gave him a thick cotton coat. He's not cold anymore, it's true. Because he wasn't cold, he left us an even more beautiful picture in this beautiful snowy landscape! He was full of sunshine, which is a smile that ordinary people can't learn. He held his head up and watched the snowflakes falling from the sky while his eyes moved. His gaze was shifting as the big snowflake he was looking at appeared all the way to the ground where it fell. "Ha, baby, you're down! Ha, baby, you're coming down!" And so he greeted baby snowflake after baby snowflake as they descended to earth. At that moment, an older woman in her sixties brought him a bowl of rice to eat, which he took politely, "Thank you, ma'am!" Then, while he ate, he greeted his snow baby in the snow. I don't feel any coldness after seeing this picture, and I really think that the theme of this picture is appropriately described by the word "warm".
It's great that it's snowing! I really don't know if we can have the lovely snow elves here again next winter, but I'm sure it will come!
Diary of a snowy day 8Snow, it comes and goes.
Friday morning we are in the music class, enjoying the beautiful music. The class "dunker" Shao Yiheng suddenly jumped up and said, "Look! It's snowing outside, and it's drizzling." When the teacher saw that it was snowing outside, he also thought it was rare and called out the teachers in the office to come out to see the snow together. After several discussions, the teacher finally agreed that we go downstairs to see the snow.
I picked up my umbrella and went downstairs with my best friend. I saw those little brothers and sisters in the first and second grades playing happily there, some catching snow, some playing with water, some chasing each other. It seems that even the birds also come out to enjoy the snow scene, chattering and their partners chat. It seems to be saying, "Wenzhou finally snowed in the spring this year, the snow is really strange."
I am also bewildered to put my hand outside the umbrella, to pick up, ah! How to immediately melt it? It's too fragile. This snow is very precious to touch. Some students even open their mouths to let the snow down to their mouths, so I also opened my mouth, a mouth immediately have snow fell into my mouth, some people think it is salty, some people think it is bitter, I think it is sweet, ice cold. If there is snow in the summer I open my mouth can taste the "ice cream", and this snow to eat in a very refreshing, the mood immediately become sweet, the heart is blossoming.
Another student said to open his hand, close your eyes, open your mouth, there will be a special feel. I intend to try, but the rain is a little big, an umbrella to take away, that beautiful imagination instantly be extinguished, I stood for a few minutes, the hand directly into the ice, there is no dream, just wet hair, wet, wet all over the body.
With the bell ringing, students reluctantly left the playground.
Some asked, "Will there be snow again this winter?"
Even if there is snow this winter, we will have gone our separate ways by then.
Diary of a snowy day 9A few days after the snow fell, the sun finally poked its head out and showed its smiling face, showering the earth with a beam of long-lost sunshine.
The sun shines brightly in the classroom, shining on people's bodies, warm and comfortable, making people wonder if spring is coming. The sunlight shines on the tall pine trees outside the window, and the remaining snow on the trees melts, as if the pine trees have just been given a bath, and every pine needle on the trees shines under the sunlight.
The sun shone on the roof, and the remaining snow on the roof melted into snow water, dripping along the eaves and falling on the concrete floor, as if a string of pearls, broken as if the line, sprinkled down from the sky, making a clear and crisp sound.
Icicle under the eaves, under the sunlight also seems to lose viscosity, turned into water, drop by drop to the bottom, people can not help but think of "dripping through the stone" idiom; some of the icicle is the whole of the fall, smashed on the ground, fell to pieces, just passed by the pedestrians thought it was a broken glass fell, involuntarily turned back, staring blankly at the ground, look from the original shocked and uncertain! Gradually turned to a long out of breath ......
At dusk, the junior high school students are finally released from school, the sky is also brighter than ever, vaguely can be seen in the western sky there are a few colorful clouds, although the color is not as gorgeous as the burning clouds of summer, but this few colorful clouds also for this winter evening added a few minutes of warmth, a few minutes of gorgeousness, a few minutes of warmth, a few minutes of warmth, a few minutes of warmth, a few minutes of warmth, a few minutes of warmth, a few minutes of warmth, a few minutes of warmth, a few minutes of warmth. A few points of colorful ......
The night is deep, the wind, through the window can see, curved like a sickle like crescent moon hanging in the sky, where far away from want to fall. I found that the winter stars are not as sparse as described in the book, but the stars are full of the sky, just seems to be smaller than in the summer, more feel out of reach, and from time to time there are a few airplanes flew over, for the bleak sky to add a little bit of life.
Diary of a snowy day 10Today is a very special day, with the beginning of winter, we have the first snow of the year. The snowflakes are falling down, lightly on the eaves and on the ground. The small trees were surrounded by white snow, like Christmas trees. The highway also turned white, like a white carpet for it, ready to welcome the arrival of new guests.
I tried to pick up the snowflake with my hand, and it drifted onto my hand and slipped through my fingers. It blended into the earth as a collective. Snow is still falling, like goose feathers, pointed; like an octagonal starfish, and like paper cuttings, pasted on the window, perhaps a unique landscape; some in groups of three or five, millions of fluttering butterflies, as if the heavenly maidens scattered flowers; some are also like a feathered arrow, able to guide us into the earthly paradise.
This is indeed paradise, white heaven; and is a wonderland, peach-colored wonderland; and is a sea of joy. Children play and frolic in this world. Being on the other side of happiness, enjoying the fruits of happiness, goodness, and joy. Look! Those snow dogs, fat body, flat ears, drooping two black eyes, small and delicate nose, curved little mouth, as if upside down eyelashes. There is also a small hat almost like a gentleman, just want to go to the wedding banquet after the grooming of the puppy. It's adorable at first glance. It's a work of genius.
Gently walk over and touch the white snow. So loose, like a pile of scattered leaves, how to get not mixed together. Pick up, there is a good soft, ribbons in general, if the snow is still falling, must be flying ribbons. Snow, indeed, is very special soft. People who see snow for the first time must think it is a pile of cotton. To be honest,, I really want to go to step on it, just like stepping on the beach, only unfortunately, it is very cold. Can not be for people to pay attention to.
There are times when I think snow is really quite fun. Squeeze it into a round one, like the dazzling pearl on the Shanghai Radio and Television Tower. The first thing you need to do is to make a square, and it's like a sweet and savory osmanthus cake, and you really want to take a bite out of it. If there is enough snow, pinch a big circle, and then carved on the pattern, perhaps as a soccer ball kick; pinch a rectangular, perhaps can be loaded with something it ......
Ah! Slowly heavy snow! It is you who give mankind a beautiful world. It is you, gave the child the ocean of joy. It is you, too, who brought the other side of the motherland, the new side, giving people the call of beauty ...... silver paradise.
Diary of a snowfall 11Wow! The roof is white, like a thick layer of flour sprinkled; the fields are white, like a silver coat; the left and right corners each have a white road, as if to the middle of the road full of different sizes of stone seeds on the two white edges; that fell leaves on the trees, hanging full of fluffy cotton strips. The colorful world turned white overnight.
Wake up in the morning, through the screen window, wow! The roof of the white flowers, like a thick layer of flour sprinkled; fields on the white, like a silver coat; left and right corners each have a white road, as if the middle of the road is full of different sizes of stone seeds set on the two white edges; the leaves fell on the trees, hanging full of furry tampons. The colorful world turned white overnight.
After my sister and I finished enjoying the snow, we ran out into the field to have a snowball fight. I grabbed a handful of snow from the car, put it behind my back, and then called out in a serious manner, "Myo Miau!" As soon as she turned around, I pelted her with snowballs. I didn't expect her to show no weakness and "bombard" me with snowballs. Luckily, I dodged to the left, so I didn't get hit. Last time, I was careless and almost got hit. This time, I was more careful. First, I put several snowballs in my hand. Then, ran to the back of the car, picked up a smaller snowball toward the sister "attack", my sister did not know where I was, looking for me in the field, I shouted from the back of the car: "I'm in the back of the car, away from the place where you are only ...... ah! " I was saying when she knew where I was at. Then she threw a snowball about the size of my fist at me, which hit me right on the chest, and I screamed. Then I quickly grabbed a big snowball and hit her back hard, then ran upstairs to hide. And that was the end of the war.
The second snow of 20xx brought me endless fun.
When the spring is approaching with a leisurely pace, when the breath of spring has become more and more intense, the north of this winter, finally a decent snow.
Push open the door, a fresh pouncing, the feeling of a long time, the moment filled up. Reach out and take to the sporadic falling snowflakes, look at the instantly melting away of the small snowflakes, feel it melting when the small cool, the heart is convenient to pour like snowflakes melted away.
The dog ran to the snow, and a series of plum blossom pattern was stepped out behind him. Probably on the long-lost snowflakes have been unfamiliar, it is a little confused about what kind of things this white flower eye-catching, lowered his head seriously sniff and sniff. Oh, let your dog's nose again, this snow flavor you can smell a few parts?
The snow is not very thick, coming and going car, rolling up, issued a dull rustle, some rolling more places, has revealed traces of melting, revealing the color of the ground. But after all, this is the first snow this winter can be called snow.
Although, the snowman is stacked up. But the drought in the winter of the earth, always should be a gasp, raise eyebrows and spit out the air.
Because I have to go out to buy things, I have more excuses to walk in the snow.
Walking towards the market, stepping on the thin layer of snow, feeling the freshness of the attack, the heart of the happy like to fly up.
Long-awaited snowflakes, still floating in bits and pieces, occasionally falling on the face, like a pure and cold kiss, the pleasure of soaking the heart into the lungs.
Slow down, enjoy the freshness of this pleasure, completely forget to go shopping.
I don't care about the people on the street, I walk alone, toward this tempting white clean.
The snowy diary 13
The snowy flying dazzle out of the illusion of the U.S. degree of pink makeup, a beautiful snow scene inlaid in the painter's sketches of the jade pen, creating a wonderful miracle of the brush.
Snow, abstracted in the poet's image of lyrical poetry, the mountain birds faded in the thick snow peaks on the edge of the Xiangjiang River, is the magic of the sky, or the water ethereal? Distant Xizi Lake, the heart of the sky turquoise, hidden pool moss three or four points of verdure, only the Yaxing literati sitting alone in the pavilion, tasting the thousand years of fragrance of the wine. Although there is no grape wine night light cup of exquisite wine, but there is a beautiful and elegant . The heart is like a jasmine lightly spitting fragrance.
In the snowy winter, the snow fall is always the deepest call of the heart, looking forward to, looking forward to a small snowflake such as the sun and the moon rising in the heart, looking back at the moonlight haze of light, the wind flowing is the illusion of the dream of the empty, entangled, entangled, whether there are also drifting in the end of the world in the cup of the wanderer in the cup of that a thick and slightly bitter nostalgia?
The water and the sky are one color, it is the snow in the fusion of heaven and earth; things I am one, it is the snow with the purity of the world will be connected.
The poet imagined that a lilac girl wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rainy alley, I do not know a crystal girl gently from the fresh and beautiful snowy alley through, and how it will be a feeling? Is it the romantic and poetic feeling of Li Qingzhao's drinking after dusk in Dongli? Or is it the loneliness and loneliness of Li Taibai's solo drink among the flowers?
I like through the window without paper, a little moonlight remains on the treetops, the snow flashes with ethereal colors in the air microwave swaying, swaying a flower season blue fantasy, flying to the romantic Danube. A molecule interpretation of an ancient and magical story, a molecule condensed into a short and eternal history, maple leaves like slight, sunshine dazzling.
Silver wind, silver moon, silver snow.
Snow, still drifting ......
Diary of snow 14It was that winter again, and that snowy day. Early in the morning, when I lazily get up, inadvertently to the window, the crystal snowflakes, suddenly from the sky, fluttering, dancing, jumping, laughing, singing, you should be how the surprise ah. So, stand quietly, listening to the clamor of the falling snow; appreciate the dance of the falling snow; contemplating the life of the falling snow. I sighed: snow day, it's so nice!
There are four seasons in a year, each with a different view, and my favorite is the magnificent view of snow in winter. In winter, the snow people seem to come to a 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 also purified, become pure and beautiful I wore a thick coat, came from the forest saw the snow is nature's angel, she waved her long sleeves, came to the countryside filled with the flavor of simplicity. In the countryside of the fields singing and dancing. A haystack, a section of the earth wall, a crooked willow, a hoofprints, are her favorite stage. She rotated, fluttering, each snowflake is dancing a person's waltz, for it to accompany the music, is the sound of children's laughter, is that the forest occasionally came one or two crisp birdsong.
The snow fell on the treetops, like the dry branches decorated with furry jade tree agarwood, that beautiful scene, such as the fairy mirror as wonderful. Snow fall in the wilderness, like to the vast wilderness covered with crystalline new makeup, the snow white color, such as a layer of thick cotton wool. Snow falls on the river, like to the rushing river sprinkled with condensate, that thousands of miles of frozen scenery, such as a beautiful picture.
The children released their innocence in the snow. Snowball fights, snowmen, throwing snowballs. The game in the snow is the most beautiful color in the bottom of their childhood. Since ancient times, the literati love snow. "Lonely boat Demoiselle Weng, fishing alone in the cold river snow." In Liu Zongyuan's lonely, "Thousands of miles of yellow clouds twilight, the north wind blowing geese snow one after another." In the border poet's optimism and boldness; "thousands of miles of ice, ten thousand miles of snow drift" in the great man's broad-mindedness and temperament.
Whenever I see the sky under the white ow snow I can not help but want to do a poem "snow drifting drifting landing without a trace, the silk rain sheep sheep silently moist". I really want to say, "It's so nice when it snows!" I really hope it snows every day, every day can listen to the music, while enjoying the white snow, watching the children in the snow snow snowball fights, snowmen, throwing snowballs.
Diary of snow 15Today after school, I just went downstairs, only to see the sky fell countless small dots, take a closer look, ah! It turned out to be small snowflakes. Ah! This is the first snow after the Spring Festival.
These snowflakes are very small. I reached out my hand, a small snowflake just fell on the palm of my hand and disappeared without a trace. Some of the snow melted before it hit the ground as it drifted through the air. Others disappeared as soon as they hit the ground and the concrete turned wet. I stretched out my hands to receive the snowflakes' gentle caress on me. At this time the snowflakes are very naughty, they fly from the east for a while, from the south for a while, from the west for a while, and from the north for a while. They flew up and down in the air, frolicking, playing and playing. The snowflakes fell onto my face one after another, and turned into little drops of water that ran down my face. At once, I felt a touch of coolness. Ah! This is the spring snow.
Winter snow like goose feather, in the cold wind straight to the ground, let a person feel incomparably cold. Spring snow is gentle, slowly fall to the ground, such as willow flakes, sparse, bring a touch of warmth. Compared to the two of them, the spring snow is how gentle ah!
The next morning, I pushed open the window, a glance, the concrete is wet, and the lawn is a cluster of white snow, I walked out of the door, all the way stepping on the snowflakes to the campus. I saw the lawn covered with clusters of small flowers, each cluster of snowflakes in different shapes. The dragon tail pine is also covered with small silver-white stars, crystal clear. It was like a snowflake sprite. The red running line on the playground looks especially bright in the snow, the playground in the middle of the large lawn is covered with snow on the white quilt, just like a still smoking hot big Lantern.
Spring snow, heralding the imminent arrival of spring, soon, the earth will gradually recover, bringing a piece of life. What a celebration this is!