A beautiful passage describes the situation before it snows.

1, snowflakes are fluttering, and the whole Suifenhe River has become a white world. In front of the school, cars are like white bread, and trees with all the leaves falling off are covered with white snow flowers. When the wind blows, snowflakes fall angrily like peach petals in the spring breeze. At this time, our classmates are playing with snow on the Little Square in front of the school. Some have snowball fights, some make snowmen, and some are moving snow. When we were playing, we were having a class. ...

2, the snow is still falling, floating down from the air, like white butterflies flying, the cars on the road are driving slowly, and pedestrians are walking slowly. They are afraid of slipping and wrestling, and everyone wears thick clothes, but some girls who love beauty only wear skirts! Because I can have a snowball fight, my heart is full of joy. Along the way, I skipped and stepped on the soft white carpet-like snow, and there was a rhythmic "creaking" sound under my feet, just like a band playing!

Try to stand alone on the road in winter, look up at the sky and watch pieces of white clouds floating over my head. It's just that my heart is hollowed out and there is no support. My friend said that I was like a child at that time-naive but helpless, always trying to comfort her with my hands. I want to know.

Sure enough, the dense snowflakes, like a sword, cut through the sky and fell from the sky. Some snowflakes have long been unable to sit still and can't wait to throw themselves into the embrace of the earth; Some staggered down with the wind; Some are dancing, not wanting to lag behind. Looking at the scene in front of me, I can't help but go outside and stretch out my hand to pick up the snowflake. But it melted before I could see it clearly. Another snowflake fell on my hand and I stared at it carefully. It turned out to be a hexagon. I opened my mouth and tasted it, like sugar, but not sweet; Like monosodium glutamate, but not fresh; Like sea salt, but not salty. ...

5. Snow falls beside the corridor, and the corridor immediately becomes a hall of laughter; Snow fell on the runway, and the runway was immediately crowded with children having snowball fights. Snow fell on the windowsill, and the windowsill soon became a stage for snowflakes-the snow was lovely.