A good sentence describing the winter cold

1, such a cold day, not only the people can't stand it, the animals can't stand it, and the flowers and plants can't stand it either. The birds that used to sing happily in the branches have disappeared, and even the mosquitoes and spiders that I hate have disappeared one by one. Flowers withered, grass yellow. However, only the roadside pines and cypresses are still green, to this piece of lonely earth injected a few times the vigor of life.

2, goose feather-like snow copious down, intertwined, entangled into a mixed oil painting. Teenagers in a leaky thatched hut shivering, teeth can not help playing with the cold, hands also shivering because of the cold.

3. ho! What a magnificent snow scene, the earth after the snow everywhere covered with silver, into a crystal fairy tale world. The rows of trees are proudly bloomed full of trees "silver flowers", in the sunlight flashes white moving light, I like into the snow fairy tale let me fondly, and fall out of the leaves of the willow branches, the side of the side hanging down a lot of delicate silver stripes. It is really "suddenly like a spring breeze, thousands of trees, thousands of pear blossoms" ah!

4, my face was frozen some tight, and some itchy, although very cold, but this cold is also covered by my happy mood.

5, look! Here is another playful scenery. The red maple tree, it is always so full of energy, like fire enthusiasm smoked me, encourage me. You see, it is as clean as jade frost, as white as silver, as light as smoke, as soft as willow, really beautiful.

6, just to the afternoon point, the sun has put away its light, as if also afraid of the cold, hiding in the clouds as thick as cotton tires.

7, the winter of the mountain city rarely see the sun, most of them are like the Baogong's face, dark and heavy. This winter is even more unusual, but also extraordinarily cold. In front of the winter solstice, snow fell on the mountain city. The weather forecast said today 2-4 degrees. There is snow at night.

8, is the snow, so that people have a wrong understanding of winter. She told me that winter is cold and winter is white. I understand now. She said winter is her dominant, cold, is his personality. I do feel the cold.

9, just to 6:00 pm, the sun has put away its light, as if also afraid of cold, hiding in the clouds as thick as cotton tires, to 7:00 pm, thick black clouds like a mass of broken flotsam, hanging upside down over the city, the cold wind whistling and sweeping the ground full of withered leaves and confetti, and show the scenery of the extraordinarily bleak.

10, the fall has not yet left, the cold movement of winter but can not wait to come. It also brought the cold rain, people are frozen in the cold, feeling immoral a trace of warmth, so that people's hearts are anesthetized.

11, the day was overcast, the whole world seems to be a huge gray quilt covered, a burst of cold wind shaking a few yellow leaves on the aspen tree. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound like that of silkworms eating mulberry leaves resounding overhead, and the ground then began to have a small grain of ice jumping.

12, every year after the winter solstice, the weather will be even colder, flowers, plants and trees put away the smile, small animals are hiding, into their nests, some began to hibernate. People wear thick and warm down jackets, migratory birds are flying to the warm south to go, the coldest days of the year came.

13, this winter, is cold, snow, has been drifting, looking, let a person shudder. People are reluctant to go out, do not want to be surrounded by that cold breath, even the little stars, but also do not want to stay in the sky, so that the late night seems more pale, lonely.

14, the cold wind slowly brought up; blew away the only remaining trace of warmth in my body. I stood perplexed in the darkness of the night, my eyes have been unable to distinguish every road that was once familiar! The North Star always hides from me, a child who often loses his way; it doesn't give me the right direction. The sparse stars embellish the loneliness of the night sky, and I have who embellish the inner piece of black night!

15, evening, the black canopy like a spreading large blanket, countless white crystal snowflakes such as angels have descended. Breeze blowing, this is a dense diagonal weaving of snow like pearl curtains rolled up, coupled with the tranquility of the city, you will feel the earth is also dancing ......

16, cold! One of my hands froze into two meat buns, and my heels froze and rotted long ago, each with a hole in it with congealed blood, wrapped in cotton wool. I always tried to run, and the pain yanked me desperately behind. Oh no, it seems like one of the tendons is broken ...... I almost fell down.

17, the cold wind "whistling" roaring, with its thick fingers, brutally grabbed the pedestrian's hair, needle-like stabbing the pedestrian's skin. Pedestrians have no choice but to button up their winter coats tightly, hand in the pocket, shrinking neck, stride forward. The pines and cypresses on both sides of the road, but the spirit of standing, proudly welcome the wind, rain and snow, inspiring people to bravely move forward.

18, the weather is gloomy, the sky is thick low gray-yellow cloud. Northeast wind whistling roar, rampant in the wilderness running, it seems to hold a sharp sword, can pierce the tight coat, not to mention that exposed to the outside of the face, was it cut a knife and a knife, pain is difficult to bear.

19, winter, tasted by the failure; winter, feel the life of the dead; winter, began to doubt the world of the so-called friendship really exists; winter, let a person confused, sadness, despair. But there is nothing to do with these things.

20, winter, like a white like jade girl. But everyone blames her for making the world cold and making the grass wither. "Hate winter" this topic to the wind as a carrier spread throughout the city, but also to the ears of the winter itself, but winter is not sad, she is still so calm, so natural.

21, everywhere in the silver, beautiful. However, the most people at home can be the first to feel the breath of winter is the window ice flowers, some like a forest, rich in mystery; some like a stream, as if in the quiet flow.

22, winter morning, is cold. Cold wind blowing, blowing to the face as painful as a knife cut, traveling people are wearing thick hats, put on a warm cotton clothes.

23, I went to school happily. Just out of the door, a cold wind and I came to a close embrace. This embrace makes me straight goosebumps. I immediately went home and changed into thick clothes. Walking on the street, although it is already fully armed, but a strand of cold air is still noiselessly into my clothes, so cold oh! I shrugged my shoulders and tried my best to get warmer. The water coming out of the sewer at the end of the street had frozen into ice, and the glass in the classroom had a layer of white, foggy frost.

24, he walked for a while, from the mouth, nostrils out of the hot air will be condensed into a layer of frost flowers, thawed in the leather cap around, as if a silver helmet on his frozen red face.

25, the snow came with the cold, the street seems to be cast in silver, so bright, so shiny, long icicles like crystal short sword hanging in front of the eaves, the pedestrians' breath also turned into a stream of white smoke.

26, in such cold weather, you can see defying the cold wind, standing rows of cypress trees. On both sides of the campus corridor, flashing a green figure. In the cold winter, the cypress tree is still so rich and verdant vitality.

27, still speechless, I hold back the cold, while the cold wind is more reckless, rushing, whistling, as a group of devils holding a big knife, raging. All the way into my bone marrow, my hands and feet numb, followed by my heart. The bed of my teeth shivered involuntarily.

28, the roadside, the snow to the sidewalk covered with a white quilt, quilt and left a string of people's feet cherry snow to the trees put on a white cloak, so that they become more majestic.

29, in the distance, the sky foggy, vaguely small town buildings bungalows. On top of them, covered with a thick layer of snow, white; high and low staggered, very beautiful! And then far away, heaven and earth has been muddy, the two or three TV towers in the small town, shadowed and hazy in the snow fog, still strong, still persistent.

30, dusk snow, deep cuts, as if there are thousands of emotions, like seawater general surge, able to submerge everything, there is a hint of unveiling the hidden head and tail like a sense of nakedness. Snowflakes form thousands of crystal bright, like a warrior, clad in silver armor, but also like a piece of white sails in the voyage ......

31, look! Here is another playful scenery. The red maple tree, it is always so full of energy, like fire enthusiasm smoked me, encourage me. You see, it is as clean as jade frost, as white as silver, as light as smoke, as soft as willow flakes, really beautiful.

32, the winter of the small town does not snow, there are just whistling cold, that the cold wind to the cold cold cold, it seems to be frozen people only willing. So, people had to wear thick, walking on the street, like a penguin walking on the road.

33, over there is really too beautiful, that is, but the winter sister's best; silver playground. At this time the big playground has been different from the past, it seems like thousands of pear blossoms in the dance, it is like a little bit of jade chips in front of the performance. This situation in my mind to do whatever I want, like a euphemistic, euphemistic, refreshing music, but also seems to be a light, harmonious, light and obvious small poem. It's a wonder you don't get drunk when you see it!

34, that year's winter, the climate is extremely unusual, the end of autumn and early winter, extremely rare snowstorms opened the prelude to this winter. Early in the morning, put on the headphones, alone stepped on the snow cast fairy tale world, obsessive immersion. This depressed winter, there are bright sunshine can warm people's hearts.

35, you see ah, the cold wind in the Dali pedestrian street, blowing up the leaves on the ground, the windows of the house tightly closed, it seems that people do not meet the "mighty wind" of the cold wind. The streets were empty, only the cold wind wandering in the street. I thought: "This ghost weather is really cold!"

36, with a severe cold wind blew, the village immediately became thin. The river like a Hada quietly laid in the village side, branches at this time also revealed the loftiness, the street also seems to become more spacious, the ghost of the street at a glance to the head.

37, somehow, this winter is so cold, cold, cold, few pedestrians on the street, they must be in the hot stove, and the family to eat lunch together. Thinking of this, Bing Ning can not help but speed up the pace, want to find a trace of residual heat in that cold to the extreme home, even if only a little fire is enough to comfort her wounded heart.

38, the piercing cold wind blowing, from time to time to me. And, occasionally, there will be naughty little snowflakes falling down, just like dancing.

39, after the snow, the sheer white snow decorating the world, agarwood, powdered jade, white color, really a school of snow and a happy scene. Snow with the cold winter came, the street as if it was cast in silver, so bright, so shiny, long icicles like crystal short sword hanging in front of the eaves, the pedestrians' breath also turned into a stream of white smoke.

40, cold wind whistling. Bare . Trees, like a bald old man, can not withstand the attack of the northwest wind, swaying in the cold wind.

41, Winter Mist in the freezing cold campus wantonly dance, and we can only shrink in the thick cotton clothes to enjoy her solo dance ...... With the neighboring of the spring footsteps, Winter Mist drooped to shake off the stage, waiting for the arrival of the next winter.

42, strolling through the campus, only to see the whole campus has become a silver world; standing teaching buildings put on a white dress; the branches of the pine tree has become a bloated silver bars; tender green leaves and red petals covered with crystal frost. All this is really difficult to describe in words, so I enjoy the eyes and heart.

43, winter, goose feather-like snow drifted down. The ground is pouncing on the snow, thick, soft; room on the fall is snow, white, and loose and soft; trees covered with snow, snow on the tree branches bent waist. The sun shone brightly on the white **.

44, winter is cold. The relentless north wind whistling, blowing in the face like a knife cut. Even the trees can not resist, issued a whooshing groan.

45, winter, in his beginning out of the dashing step - cold wind. Night fell, the cold wind as if a drunkard, in the great snow plain, in front of every house in the town wandering, sometimes let go of the throat furiously roaring, sometimes tiredly gasping for air. The bare branches of the trees in the roar of the wind trembled and swayed, and the moon was afraid of the cold seemed to hide in the clouds. People trembling, covering their hands to walk in the street, the wind is unrestrained, cool, straight into the human lapel, blowing the heart cold. Trees "clatter" straight, the wind rolled branches, leaves swinging, like the devil's claws in the dance. Winter, with its own unique to the people to show its style

46, nine cold days, frozen thousands of miles. The whole world has become a big refrigerator, the mountains are cold and trembling, the river is frozen stiff, the air also seems to be frozen.

47, the annual winter run in this cold season also began. When our long-distance running queue stood to the playground, I feel, my hand can not reach out normally, the cold so that ten fingers have long been bent stiff. My face is frozen raw, from the mouth of the hot air in the sunshine venting, a repeatedly linger in my brow.

48, rampant snowflakes fluttered down, the bitter cold wind blew one after another. On the road are shrunken neck, tighten the collar of the clothes in a hurry to the pedestrians, the air is swollen with cold and dry everywhere. Such weather almost ruled the winter.

49, in this cold winter, the morning exercise of the crowd defied the cold, everywhere. In the blanket of fog, the silhouettes were swaying. Young people as the athletes on the field of play, all in high spirits, their mouths spit hot air vigorously running. Older people also out of the house, glowing in the square stretching, kicking, and occasionally jumping. Don't look at them as the elderly, the movement is not worse than the young people, some of them also kick the shuttlecock, jumping rope, tenacious and the bone-chilling cold fight.

50, winter, although there is no spring charming birds and flowers, no summer spectacular lightning and thunder, no fall attractive fruitful, but it also has to offer to nature's subtle beauty.

51, listening to the teacher said, here in the summer is the hottest in Changsha, hot as a stove on the fire; winter happens to be the coldest, cold as a refrigerator. Now it is winter, so cold that we wear four pieces of clothing before we dare to walk outside.

52, out of the door, I can not help but inhale the air after the rain, which is so fresh. I only saw the last week blooming echinacea flowers by the cold wind scared down, the neighborhood of the wild rose thorns are not as strong as before, a press thorns, it fell, pink petals also have fallen down.

53, the tree is a rare sight in the Jianghan Plain, the tree next to a lake or river. I remembered that the water was thickly iced in winter. We walked on the river. The clean branches of the trees were also covered with ice - no, they were dressed in beautiful agate, and when the wind blew, it made a sound like breaking jade. It was a sound that could not be simulated or reproduced or described. I stood on the ice and looked up, in the experience of the thickness of the cold at the same time, but also appreciate the height of the ice.

54, the wind is getting stronger. The small cloud turned into a thick white cloud, slowly rising, expanding, gradually covering the sky. A small snow fell. Steeply, falling large flakes of snow came.

55, gradually, the weather is cooler, the wind is much colder. The morning cold wind blowing on the face like a knife scraping, roadside poplar tree branches in the wind wildly dancing, the dry branches, from time to time issued a "click click click" sound. The roadside withered grass, listless drooping head, in the gale trembling, rustling sound.

56, fell out of the leaves of the willow tree, hung with furry shiny silver bars; winter and summer evergreen pine and cypress trees, piled up with fluffy heavy snowballs.

57. When I got up in the morning, I went outside the house, and the wind was still blowing, with no intention of decreasing. The wind was so strong that it was about to blow me over, so I couldn't even stand up. At this point, I was dressed like a big fat man. Although I wore so many thick clothes, the wind was still blowing hard into my body. At this time, I saw the road pedestrians all took out a variety of weapons against the cold, what cotton coat, cotton coat, down jacket, scarf, hat ...... However, there are some people mouth is still saying: "Cold death, cold death!"

58, on both sides of the road, the leaves on the tree branches turned yellow, once vibrant grass can not hold out, some fell, some withered. In addition to the pines and cypresses on the hill are still green, the rest is a yellow scene everywhere.

59, winter, although very cold, but it has an incomparable warmth and hope. Winter is coming, spring will be far away?" The advent of winter, people have changed into heavy cotton clothes, isolated from the cold frost. The advent of winter, but also let everything into the "dead silence" period, leaving people is full of tired ......

60, the cold wind blowing in my nose, my nose snot out; cold wind blowing in my hands, blowing the first time When I blew the first time, my hands were not wooden, but the cold wind came back and blew my hands wooden; the cold wind blew on my feet, blew to the fifth time, my feet were frozen, so I stomped my feet hard.

61. The leaves are no exception. The cold air paralyzed them, just everything is ready, only owe the winter wind. A gust of wind blew, the leaves have been active. Some leaves can not stand the sting of the cold wind, fell from the tree, forever asleep.

62, the work flies, the west has exposed the fish belly white, and will not be long, the sun is exposed to the smile. In a flash, winter sister has been silent and retreat. At this time, the campus is cloudy and cozy, cloudy and inviting.

63, this year's winter is another cold and harsh winter, cold people straight shivering, as if the whole earth on a cold water tank.

64, see, the mountain of the dwarf pine more and more green and black, the tip of the tree topped with a bun of white flowers, like a Japanese nursemaid. The tip of the mountain all white, to the blue sky set a silver edge. On the mountain slopes, some places snow thick point, some places grass color is still exposed; so, a white, a dark yellow, to the mountains wear a watery pattern of the flower coat; look at, this flower coat seems to be the wind blowing, so you hope to see a little more beautiful mountain skin. Waiting for the fast sunset, yellowish sunlight slanting on the mountainside, the point of thin snow seems suddenly shy, slightly revealing a little pink. It's just a little snow, Jinan can't take the snow, those little mountains are too beautiful.

65, brown trees dressed in white, the house put on a white hat, Mother Earth also put on a white dress, "little angels" pulling the snowflake sister's hand gently waved only wings to fly down, whenever this time, I will always pester my cousins and brother out to play. Mother Earth has become a hundred brides, only those twigs, appeared pink smile, ah! The plum blossom is so resilient. It is also wearing a white pearl necklace, how beautiful!

66, I see the winter is cold, but I do not hate her. In that whistling north wind, enjoy a ray of sunshine, also feel is luxury. Early in the morning, to go to school, few pedestrians on the road, and occasionally look for a few, or "heavily armed" wearing a thick, fearful of the biting wind blowing cold. In the beautiful campus, walking on the boulevard, gusts of cold winds blowing through, taking away the original warmth of the breath, and did not feel sorry for the feet of that piece of yellow leaves. The grass under the tree, but also can not resist and winter confrontation, early drilled into the soil, the end of their year's journey.

67, what I want to do, like a euphemistic euphemistic refreshing music, but also seems to be a light and light and a small poem. You see, it is strange not to be drunk!

68, the winter wind is not inevitably some cold, the wind is very harsh. But no matter how cold the wind blows, how harsh, I still like winter. Like her in the four seasons in the unique cold, a year, only to experience how many times such a cold ah, people's lives, but also can not experience how many such a bone-chilling cold winter wind ah! Enjoy, please enjoy such a bone-chilling wind!

69, see, now the winter, dry and cold, wind and snow but not regular. Snow do not know where to desert such weather people have been called cold cotton clothes, cotton pants, down jacket, hats, scarves, wrapped in the evening also lay electric blankets to be filled with hot water bags would not have been cold also do not let the cold close.

70, these days the cold winds of winter whistling blowing, people on the street wearing thick cotton clothes, but also shivering. According to the weather station reported that today's minimum temperature has been below four degrees Celsius, no wonder these days from time to time there are a few bursts of bone-chilling cold wind blowing, blowing through the cold clothes, skin cold, today's news that the number of people to the hospital more than usual.