1. Composition imitating snow
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 merges into a layer of snow that makes the earth snow-covered. The beautiful scenery.
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 cannot be expressed in words. Although I can't say it, I can listen to the sound of snow.
The snowflakes are falling in various directions, flying, hovering, or falling straight and fast. It fell on the ground. At this moment, everything was beautiful and silent. Standing in front of the window, the laughter of the snowflakes sounded in my ears.
Before the snow stopped, the children couldn't help but come out to play, having snowball fights and rolling snowballs. Although the snowflakes were still falling, they ignored their parents' objections and had a great time, full of childhood joy. Snow allowed us to crush them into fluffy snowballs and then smash them against each other. Although their bodies were smashed to pieces and splashed everywhere, they never complained and gave us happiness, which is its happiness. I can hear this voice that gives us warmth in its own language.
Auspicious snow heralds a good year, and snow falling slowly on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year should be a good omen for the year. The sound of firecrackers 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 feel peaceful and happy. I saw a group of children having a snowball fight on the road. I ducked left and right. I saw a layer of snow covering the young leaves on the lawn, protecting them. I could hear their proud voices for taking on this important task.
The pure snow on the ground is bathed in the sunshine, 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 mission and spread joy to the world. Life, give full play to their strengths, they are great, I can hear the joy in their lives
When it snows, let us stand in front of the window and listen carefully to a life legend 2. Imitate the text. "Snow" Write a landscape composition of 500 words
Snow (imitation)
Looking forward, looking forward, the north wind is coming, the footsteps of winter are approaching, and the snow has also come At the door.
Everything on the earth seemed to be asleep, and Xinxinran closed his eyes. The mountains were tired from sitting, and the face of the sun was hiding.
Snowflakes fell quietly from the sky, thin, small, and white. Looking at the yard and houses, one could see large tracts of pure white snow, as if covering the earth with a thin layer. quilt.
The small snowflakes are flying and circling, sometimes rolling, sometimes dancing, or racing several times, playing hide and seek. The wind was blowing loudly and the snow was falling quietly. The snowflakes put white clothes on the bare tree trunks, and put a furry-looking hat on the roof. Even the chrysanthemums under the fence that have not yet withered are particularly beautiful.
Walking to the yard, I looked up at the crystal clear snow elves falling from the sky. Their dancing in the air is so light and graceful. Otherwise, how could everything on the earth hide so quietly and listen to the sound of winter quietly?
I couldn’t help but go to the nearby square with my mother to enjoy this rare snow scene.
It is indeed the first snow of this winter. From a distance, I can see groups of children playing in the snow. I also grabbed a handful of snow, wow, it's cool, icy, and really crystal clear. It’s really tempting to look at the children having snowball fights around me. So, I quietly grabbed a handful of snow, and while my mother wasn't paying attention, I suddenly threw it at my mother. Mom suddenly looked up, haha, the wonderful snowball fight began. We were playing on the snow, running, jumping, laughing, and making noise... At this moment, we really forgot about the troubles of the day. This snow is really an elf that has fallen into the mortal world, bringing us happiness.
Walk to the garden in the center of the square. I saw the chrysanthemums that had failed to bloom, the roses that had withered, and the grass that had withered. Just when I was sighing that their lives were withering, I heard my mother calling me: "Baby, look! The wintersweet is blooming!"
"There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han is blooming alone." Follow my mother In the direction of my finger, I really saw plum blossoms that had just bloomed. Although there are only three or five plum blossoms, they are so small and delicate. The red plum blossoms are covered with patches of snowflakes, and the red and white are particularly enchanting. I went up and smelled it, and there was a faint fragrance. At this moment, in the cold winter, in the biting north wind, under the celebration of snowflakes, wintersweet is actually blooming in the wind and snow as the poet said.
I couldn’t help but sigh. The pure white snow elf, the strong flower elf. Decorate everything so beautifully. "Three layers of wheat quilt are used in winter, and steamed buns are used as pillows to sleep next year." This snow breeds hope, and winter breeds dreams.
Snowflakes are like messengers of winter, bringing us a world carved from ice and jade.
Snowflakes are like an elf falling into the mortal world, bringing us laughter.
Snowflakes are like a cleaner, cleaning the dirty world for us.
The snowflakes are like a white hada, conveying greetings from the sky... 3. Write a 500-word scene composition based on the text "Snow"
Snow (imitation) Looking forward, looking forward, the north wind is coming, the footsteps of winter are approaching, and the snow has also come to the door.
Everything on the earth seemed to be asleep, and Xinxinran closed his eyes. The mountains are tired of sitting, the water is tired of walking, and the face of the sun is hiding.
Snowflakes fell quietly from the sky, thin, small, and white. In the yard and on the houses, you can see large tracts of pure white snow, as if covering the earth with a thin quilt.
The small snowflakes are flying and circling, sometimes rolling, sometimes dancing, or racing several times, playing hide and seek. The wind was blowing loudly and the snow was falling quietly.
The snowflakes put white clothes on the bare tree trunks, and put a furry-looking hat on the roof. Even the chrysanthemums under the fence that have not yet withered are particularly beautiful. Walking to the yard, I looked up at the crystal clear snow elves falling from the sky.
Their dancing in the air is so light and graceful. Otherwise, how could everything on the earth hide so quietly and listen to the sound of winter quietly? I couldn't help but go to a nearby square with my mother to enjoy this rare snow scene.
It is indeed the first snow this winter. From a distance, I can see groups of children playing in the snow. I also grabbed a handful of snow, wow, it's cool, icy, and really crystal clear.
It’s really tempting to watch the children having snowball fights around me. So, I quietly grabbed a handful of snow, and while my mother wasn't paying attention, I suddenly threw it at my mother.
Mom suddenly looked up, haha, the wonderful snowball fight began. We were playing on the snow, running, jumping, laughing, and making noise... At this moment, we really forgot about the troubles of the day.
This snow is really an elf that fell into the mortal world and brought us happiness. Walk to the garden in the center of the square.
I saw the chrysanthemums that had failed to bloom, the roses that had withered, and the grass that had withered. Just when I was sighing that their lives were withering, I heard my mother calling me: "Baby, look! The wintersweet is blooming!" "There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han is blooming alone."
Follow my mother In the direction of my finger, I really saw plum blossoms that had just bloomed. Although there are only three or five plum blossoms, they are so small and delicate. The red plum blossoms are covered with patches of snowflakes, and the red and white are particularly enchanting.
I went up and smelled it, and there was a faint fragrance. At this moment, in the cold winter, in the biting north wind, under the celebration of snowflakes, wintersweet is actually blooming in the wind and snow as the poet said.
I couldn’t help but sigh. The pure white snow elf, the strong flower elf.
Decorate everything so beautifully. "In winter, you will be covered with a three-layer wheat quilt, and next year you will sleep with steamed buns on your pillow."
This snow breeds hope, and winter breeds dreams. Snowflakes are like messengers of winter, bringing us a world carved from ice and jade.
Snowflakes are like an elf falling into the mortal world, bringing us laughter. Snowflakes are like a cleaner, cleaning the dirty world for us.
The snowflakes are like a white hada, conveying greetings from the sky... 4. The imitation of this article is written in snow. Thank you for hurrying up.
Snow-cool
It’s snowing, and the snowflakes are falling on the treetops, pattering. Ta, it's like the coolness after loss, but also like the hurt that sneaks into the heart.
The gloomy weather, the gloomy mood, the gloomy heart... sadness is like snow, coming in one after another without any end.
What was once a fire-like passion is now as lonely as snow.
The coolness is today’s calmness and yesterday’s sadness. It’s the eyes that were red from crying, and the tear stains left on the cheeks.
It was cool, everything came quietly, and it came without anyone noticing. Just like snowflakes melting into water, no one noticed, but I saw it, closed my eyes, and burst into tears.
Look at his slightly frowning brows, which are like two knife blades scratching his eyes. They are the scars he left, so deep. I know you are disappointed, I know your heart is so lonely, I know you can no longer go on. I know, I understand, but I have nothing to say and can only remain silent.
Warmth is also coolness, and coolness is once warmth.
Cool, in fact it is just an excuse for pain, a substitute for pain.
I don’t know why this sentence always lingers in my heart: What can we catch if we turn back time.
Outside the window, snowflakes were falling on the treetops, melting as soon as they fell. I found that the sound of melting was so familiar, just like the result of once being hot and now being cold...
( I have been writing for a long time, hope you will accept it^_^) 5. Imitation of winter scene composition
The afterglow of the setting sun lazily climbs over the white and smooth skin of the mountain; it shines warmly on this quiet land , the clouds in the sky float by, as if following the footsteps of their companions; the warm blue jade-like lake water flows slowly, with a few small boats leaning across the lake, and a few fishing fires shining faintly. Maybe the scenery When I feel too lonely, I will sing. The singing is accompanied by the lake, and it takes me to the nostalgic past years, with a little sadness. But when I turned around and wanted to leave, I saw the other side of the mountain. That's where the sun rises again, maybe spring will come tomorrow! The warm sunshine is flashing on the lake, and the last batch of red leaves in the mountain forest are still standing proudly on the branches. The bright red and green colors, which are not harmonious, form a unique winter scene.
Sometimes, when a gust of wind blows, the branches without leaves make a rustling sound, which can also make people feel desolate and sad. But if you look at those branches again, the new buds have already been gestated. These fluffy and inconspicuous buds make you immediately think of the future spring and the days of vitality and flowers.
Walking in the snow is even more interesting. There is only a trace of wind in the sky, holding Feifei Ruixue like the string of a kite. Looking up, this trace of wind dominates the butterfly-like snowflakes. Sometimes they fall down, sometimes they spin and fly, and sometimes they swing leisurely. He threw himself to the ground and landed on a pedestrian.
Snowflakes are like a naughty child who never gets tired of playing with people, blowing people's heated faces, turning into droplets of water and flowing onto the eyebrows and beards, forming small ice particles. The white snowflakes fall quietly and flutter in the sky. Soon, there will be a thin layer on the ground. When your feet step on it, it will sing cheerful footsteps for you, "Creak, creak, squeak, ".
With the sound of footsteps, you can spread the wings of your imagination, pursue your best memories, and embrace the happiness in your heart! You might as well take a deep breath, and the cool and sweet floral fragrance will permeate your heart and spleen. You can't help but think of a pure heart, and you will feel that the whole world is so pure. When you wake up in the morning, the winter fog is filled. After the fog lifts, immediately A strange scene appeared. The needles of the green pines were covered with thick white frost, like a tree of pure white autumn chrysanthemums. The branches of the deciduous trees were covered with snow, like trees carved from white jade. The silver threads of the weeping willows are floating, and the bushes have turned into white coral bushes. They are in various shapes and forms, which makes people confused. They are in a fairy tale world. There are four seasons in a year, and each season has different scenery, and I like winter best. Magnificent views when it snows.
In winter, when the snow falls heavily, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm, a crystal clear fairy tale world.
The fragrance of pine and the ice fragrance of white snow give people a cool and soothing feeling. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, even my soul is being purified, becoming pure and beautiful.
The snow at dusk is deep, as if there are thousands of emotions, and it is as turbulent as the sea, able to submerge everything, and there is a sense of excitement like uncovering the hidden parts. The snowflakes have various shapes and are crystal clear, like warriors on an expedition, wearing silver armor, and like pieces of white sails sailing on a long voyage... The scenery in the snow is magnificent, the sky and the earth are completely the same color, and only one piece can be seen Silver, it seems that the whole world is decorated with silver.
After the snow, the continuous white snow decorates the world. The green branches and jade leaves, and the pink and jade bricks are all of the same color. It is really a gratifying scene of auspicious snow and a good year. 6. A 400-word composition that imitates mountain rain and snow
Rustling, rustling, rustling...
The soft and fresh melody, the tender musical language, introduces a daydream artistic conception, like The gurgling clear spring blends into the earth, into autumn, and into everyone's heart. With the arrival of the autumn rain, a colorful autumn style painting full of joy and harvest suddenly appeared in front of our eyes:
Look, the misty misty rain caressing the top of the mountain, like a A white dragon coils around the peaks. In the white smoke, you can occasionally see the golden rice. The yellow and white complement each other, forming pictures that seem to be thin but very gorgeous.
In the picture, there are groups of happy people walking slowly in the rain carrying various flower umbrellas. There are white-haired old people and lively and jumping children. Naturally, there are many energetic young people. Where are they going? Oh, maybe some farmer uncles go to see their golden rice fields full of joy and harvest! The children and the elderly may have lost their temper, so they all came out to relax and refresh themselves, and came to watch Miss Qiu Yu's performance. Their steps were so slow and so hurried, and their faces were full of excitement and joy. They love the golden autumn in their hometown as much as I do, and they can't bear to waste a little time in order to enjoy the beautiful autumn colors!
Look! The Qiu Yu girl playfully plays on the withered yellow leaves, swirling down with the leaves; the Qiu Yu girl falls on the green leaves, making the green leaves more vibrant; the Qiu Yu girl slips on the almost ripe fruit, happily The ground is swinging on a swing, making the fruits that are about to mature more radiant.
The Qiuyu girl quietly came to the field and landed on the golden rice. The rice was carrying heavy grains, so heavy that she was bent over, like a hunchbacked old man, so tired that he was sweating and the breeze was blowing. As soon as you blow it, "sweat" slowly flows over your cheeks. Another breeze blew, and the old man shook his head in the wind, causing waves, and the grain seemed to be about to fall off the old man's back. The autumn rain falls on the plump corn. The plump corn is like a soldier with a red cherry gun. They all have enough ammunition and line up neatly. However, the autumn rain girl quietly wipes the "red cherry gun" of the "soldiers". All clean and shining with golden light. Some corn cobs hide shyly under the straight green leaves, but the two green leaves point straight to the blue sky as if they are deliberately avoiding the corn cobs; some corn cobs reveal their golden teeth, greedily sucking the sweet rain and dew. , the two green leaves had to bend down and hide aside. The autumn rain girl quietly landed on the golden wheat again. Of course, the wheat did not want to lose to the millet and corn. The whole body was covered with bulging ears of wheat, like small and exquisite bells, blowing in the breeze. Dancing happily in the drizzle. The autumn rain was all shrouded in golden yellow, hazy, looming, and extremely beautiful.
The autumn rain flew into the creek, and the creek carried new blood along the foot of the mountain and into the river. The autumn rain fell on the clear river, creating circles of sparkling ripples.
The autumn rain was rustling, and this was her playing. She turned the rice fields yellow, and turned the bunches of bananas yellow. She played the golden color everywhere, symbolizing the maturity and harvest of autumn.
ah! Qiu Yu, may you play a more sublime rhythm and new music!
Rustling, rustling, rustling... 7. Composition about snow
I saw only a vast expanse of white between the sky and the earth. Snowflakes were falling from the sky, and the surroundings seemed to be pulled up. With the white tent, the ground immediately became covered with silver.
I can't help but think of a poem: "Suddenly like a spring breeze coming overnight, thousands of pear trees bloom." It's so beautiful! The snowflakes are as white as jade. Are they little heavenly generals sent by the Heavenly Palace, or are they jade leaves falling from the laurel tree in the Moon Palace? Snowflakes are like beautiful jade-colored butterflies, dancing like drunkenness; like blown dandelions; floating like flying; like small white flowers gifted by angels; scattered and gathered together, fluttering leisurely, light and airy, worthy of being from the earth masterpiece! I saw the snowflakes in front of me were as naughty as butterflies. They fell on the eaves, on the branches, and sometimes floated on the faces of passers-by. The heavy snow fell one after another, and the snowflake danced in various postures in the air, either flying, hovering, or falling straight and fast, spreading to the ground.
There is only one word for snow to make people feel - cold. The earth is silvery white and clean, but the snowflakes are still like catkins, cotton, and goose feathers fluttering from the sky.
When it first snows, the snowflakes are often not very big or dense, like catkins fluttering in the wind. As the wind blows harder and harder, the snow becomes denser and denser, and the snowflakes become larger and larger, like weaving. It has become a white net, and nothing can be seen from a distance of ten feet. Snow covers the roofs and roads, breaks the branches, hides the appearance of various objects, blocks roads and traffic, and the snowflakes flying all over the sky make the sky and the earth melt into one white body.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger. The small cloud turned into a thick white cloud, slowly rising and expanding, gradually covering the sky.
It's starting to snow lightly. Suddenly, large pieces of snow fell.
The wind roared, and a snowstorm was coming. In an instant, the dark sky merged with the sea of ??snow, and everything was invisible.
White snow, I love you, I love your purity. You have decorated the earth with silvery white, how beautiful you have made the earth.
The willow trees with all their fallen leaves are covered with fluffy and shiny silver bars; the evergreen pine and cypress trees in winter and summer are covered with fluffy and heavy snowballs. The Snow Fairy is waving her sleeves heartily; in the fluttering playing, the sky, the earth, the river, and the mountains are pure and pure, without any mire.
Wow, I saw tiny and dense snowflakes falling between the sky and the earth, and they were getting bigger and denser, as if countless fairies were spreading flowers to the world, conveying the blessings of spring. After a while, the snow slowly stopped. I saw that the platform and the railings of the corridor were covered with a thick layer of white snow. The branches and leaves of the flowers in the flower pots were holding clouds of snow. On the clothes drying rack, The snow on the roof is like a curved path, and the snow on the red tile roof is like rows of piano keys. The rows of red tiles and layers of snow are arranged so neatly that it is amazing.
On the side of the road, Bai Xue covered the sidewalk with a white quilt, leaving a series of people's footprints on the quilt. Bai Xue put a white cloak on the trees, making them more majestic.
There are four seasons in a year, each season has different scenery, and I like the magnificent scenery when it snows in winter the most. In winter, when the snow falls heavily, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm, a crystal clear fairy tale world.
The fragrance of pine and the ice fragrance of white snow give people a cool and soothing feeling. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, even my soul is being purified, becoming pure and beautiful.
After the snow, the continuous white snow decorates the world. The green branches and jade leaves, and the pink and jade bricks are all of the same color. It is really a gratifying scene of auspicious snow and a good year. I love snow, I love snow scenery, and I love winter even more.
Winter is the growth ring of the soul. Although winter is very cold, it has incomparable warmth and hope.