1. In winter, snowflakes are flying, and the branches are covered with snow, like beautiful silver bars, fluttering in the wind, and the ground and houses turn into a white world. The snow melts and freezes into icicles, hanging under the eaves like a string of pearls. This scene is so beautiful.
2. Our prosperous Shenzhen is very special. Its winter is warm. It is like spring all year round. Winter also has a hint of warmth. When we go out for a walk, we will see green trees. Green and green, while the trees in other cities are already bare. There is not even a patch of snow in our winter, which is unexpected.
3. The winter sun has just reached around one o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun has already put away its faint light, as if it is afraid of the cold, and has hidden into the clouds as thick as cotton wadding.
4. The biting cold wind blew away people’s joy of harvest without mercy. The goose-feather snow covered all the noise, and at the same time, it also covered the sunny mood. In the cold wind, the topic "hate winter" spread throughout the city with the wind as a carrier, and also reached the ears of Winter himself. However, Winter is not sad. She is still so calm and natural. She knows that as time passes, she My child - spring is coming home soon.
5. "Huh...huh..." The strong wind howled, the big trees swayed in the strong wind, and the branches were whipping in the air like wildly dancing whips.
6. Winter is coming. This is a dry, scary and dark winter that is common in the mountainous areas in this area. The leaves on the big trees in the school yard have fallen off, and the mud is frozen harder than stone. A miserable scene.
7. From crying and jealousy to laughing and envying. How time has passed, only I know my skin best, Hongdou, I haven’t fully felt it yet.
8. The cold winter is coming. After a heavy snowfall, the entire Dongfanghong has become a world of pink makeup and jade. The willow trees are covered with silver bars, and the lawn is also covered with silver.
9. The birds that are afraid of the cold have all flown away, and the sky above the fields is less noisy than before. But magpies, sparrows, etc. are still flying in the sun. They are the stayers of their winter homes. In the open spaces of the fields, they fly briefly and then fall, and then walk around with their heads held high. They have been waiting patiently, Waiting for the spring to come when the flowers bloom, and the birds that were once together fly back. Will they meet again next year?
10. 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 blizzard came. In an instant, the dark sky merged with the sea of ??snow, and everything was invisible.
11. It’s already so cold before winter comes. If winter really comes, I don’t know how cold it will be! It may freeze people to death
12. The winter sun passes through the branches and shines on the clean earth, and then the little creatures who keep warm stay quietly in the sunny place. I saw several small grasses clustered together under a stone crack, and the tip of my heart was already a little yellow, like a drop of dew gently sliding across the leaves. My heart moved. Towards the sunshine, towards the warmth, towards the hope, my heart is towards the spring when the snow melts.
13. I love winter - I love the white snow. Pieces of snowflakes are flying all over the sky, like thousands of white little angels, revealing the breath of winter to people. Snow is the messenger of winter, it will bring good news to people.
14. The early winter night is more desolate and the moon is more sad. I don’t know how to describe the night above me. On this early winter night, I stood under the moon, feeling sad on the left and right. On the left was my passing years and the shameful sadness of my inaction. On the right was my overwhelmed and crumbling... , a "sweet burden" that is hazy and slightly deathly.
15. The weather was gloomy, and the sky was filled with thick, low, gray-yellow turbid clouds. The northeast wind roared and ran wildly in the wilderness. It seemed to be holding a sharp sword, which could pierce through the tight leather jacket, not to mention the exposed face, which was scratched one after another by it. The pain is excruciating.
16. Snowflakes fall quietly, and in the cold air, I seem to see warm tears. That is because I am grateful for life, my friends, my relatives, and myself. , I saw tears melting the ice and snow! I don’t know whether I am lamenting what the arrival of winter means, am I looking forward to something, looking forward to future happiness and joy, or am I continuing to wait and wander alone endlessly in the pale world...
17. Early Winter The morning is full of energy. The strong north wind "blowing" the branches! It seems to be welcoming the arrival of winter! Maybe, I have a soft spot for winter! This blowing north wind has actually become warmer!
18. The flying snow entrusts me with my thoughts and spreads endlessly towards your paradise. Then yesterday’s farewell face is still in front of me, like an endless nightmare. If I want to fill this sky, I choose to You have been forgotten forever. The attachment in tears has turned into a chasm. The story originally had no end. Recalling yesterday, the tide was born on the sea. You smiled and said we would never say goodbye. The oath at that time was just a deception. Who will lean on me when I wake up from the dream? Around?
19. At least once in your life, you should forget yourself for someone, not asking for results, not asking for companionship, not asking for what you once had, or even asking you to love me. I just want to meet you in my most beautiful years.
20. The cold winter is coming, and the north wind is blowing. Snowflake puts on a shiny hexagonal hat and white clothes and walks into the world, making the world full of beautiful scenery covered with silver. You see, ice is frozen on the river!
21. In the winter wind, we can also smell a special smell, which is the smell of earth, the smell that nourishes and nourishes all things in the world! It is different from the refreshing floral fragrance in spring, the suffocating water vapor in summer, and the fruity fragrance in autumn, which implies harvest. What it contains is the gestation and beginning of a kind of energy.
22. The evening breeze blows, and I suddenly feel comfortable. You said that you wanted to see the words I wrote to you. You thought about it for a long time, but you didn’t know where to start. The time we spent together has been in the friendship of close friends, so we should cherish it. Just let the wind carry my most sincere blessings to you. If you are happy, I will be happy. If you are well, it is spring.
23. When walking in the fields, sometimes you will suddenly encounter a tree. There is no other scene, just a tree, growing alone in the open fields. This kind of tree is mostly The easy-to-grow black locust trees, dark trunks, cracked bark, and branches stretch to the distant sky, and even the sky will give way.
24. The whiteness and cleanness of the snow, the rain and flowers in spring are so exciting and yearning. After being baptized by ice and snow, moistened by rain and flowers, my "barren land" may grow like spring grass and be as shiny as spring rain. At that time, my depressed heart may rise with the spring floods and spring flowers bloom, and once again open up the vigor and glory of a middle-aged man.
25. A mountain can’t separate two people from missing each other, and a world can’t separate them from each other without words. I will miss you for three lifetimes, drink that bowl of Mengpo soup alone, and bury myself in the mountain. Between your bones, listen quietly to the trickling water, and the gentle breeze dancing with the falling flowers! Listen to the wind sing, it can't finish my lifelong longings, and the long flowing water can't finish my lifetime love!
26. It’s winter again, and winds hit us unexpectedly again. Many people don't like windy days in winter, especially people from the south. They often feel that it is too violent and impersonal. But I am not. I like the swiftness and sound of the winter wind, and I also like the smell of the winter wind, and welcome the new year in the winter wind.
27. The sky is as clear as blue, and the bright sunshine is shining down from the gaps between the dense pine needles, forming beams of thick and thin light beams, illuminating the tree shadows floating in the mist like gauze. Got to be bright.
28. After the snow, the continuous white snow decorates the world, and then the green branches and jade leaves, the pink jade bricks, and the same color are really a gratifying scene of auspicious snow and a good year. Heavy snow comes with the cold winter. The streets seem to be made of silver, so bright and glorious. Long icicles hang like crystal daggers in front of the eaves, and the breath of pedestrians turns into puffs of white smoke. .
29. Somehow, it’s so cold this winter. There are only a few pedestrians on the street. They must be eating lunch with their families by the hot stove. Thinking of this, Bing Ning couldn't help but quicken her pace, trying to find a trace of residual heat in that extremely cold home. Even a little fire would be enough to comfort her wounded heart.
30. The sunshine in winter, the rich and lyrical sunshine in my heart, you are like warm wind blowing gently in my heart, like bright red maples swaying on the mountainside, Like the vast ocean holding the creek. Then the warm sunshine in spring is a kind of charming and sensational beauty, which makes people have infinite reverie.
31. In the evening, large tracts of snowflakes fell from the dim sky. In an instant, the mountains, rivers, fields and villages were all shrouded in heavy white snow.
32. The snowflakes flying all over the sky are like feathers and jade chips, falling gently. They dance in the sky, as light as smoke, as soft as catkins, they are so pure, pure. They are crystal clear; they are so light, so light that they make no sound. Each snowflake is like a piece of melodious and fresh music, like a brisk and harmonious poem.
33. There are four seasons in a year, and 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, and then to 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.
34. In such cold weather, you can see rows of graceful cypress trees that are not afraid of the cold wind. On both sides of the corridors of the campus, green figures flashed. In the cold winter, the cypress trees are still lush, green and full of vitality.
35. Listening to the wind on the playground, the vigorous and powerful wind that fills every corner, the fierce tiger-like wind that rushes over and makes people unable to stand still. It is biting and cold, but I feel there is something. A sense of pleasure, and then the wind penetrates the whole body, and some tedious worries and sorrows disappear with the wind.
36. When the early morning light breaks through the endless darkness and falls on the first swaying leaves, the cold wind has already rolled wildly, taking away the long-awaited warmth. People can only be fully armed to replace the sunshine.
37. It is severely cold in March and the earth is frozen. Cold currents are approaching us step by step, which makes us have to thicken our clothes and pay more attention to keeping warm. Although it was very cold, with the north wind howling and the biting cold wind, it still could not conceal the joyful mood of our children.
38. It was quiet outside, as if only snowflakes were falling gently, and a good show was going on. It was really like a silver kingdom made of pink makeup and jade. The road seemed to be covered with a thick carpet, which made a "creak" sound when stepped on, leaving a series of deep footprints. The world covered with ice and snow is particularly enchanting.
39. All the leaves on the trees have fallen away, and then they are almost bare. Only the pines and cypresses are still so green and energetic. Because the uncles and aunts who worked hard to cultivate these saplings were afraid that they would be blown around by the wind, they put on thick "cotton coats" on them.
40. Miss Winter is here to pick up Miss Autumn. Autumn takes away the golden color of chrysanthemums, the fragrance of osmanthus, and the beauty of hibiscus, but winter brings a pure white world with flying snowflakes all over the sky. , spread a thick quilt on the earth, and the wheat seedlings hid in the quilt and fell asleep, dreaming of the sweet harvest. The wintersweet has quietly opened, red, yellow, white, and pink, and then formed a sea of ??flowers. The branches are covered with transparent ice edges, as crystal clear as glass.
41. 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 dissolve into one white body.
42. Sad love belongs to me or to memories. My love has returned to the original season of blooming flowers and is no longer the same as before! I came to the ends of the earth with you, where we made a wish together!
43. Look, the winter now is dry and cold, but the wind and snow have no pattern. People don’t know where to go when the snow is deserted. In such weather, people still keep calling for cold cotton clothes, cotton trousers, down jackets, hats, and scarves. They also lay out electric blankets and fill them with hot water bottles at night to prevent the cold from getting too close.
44. In winter, heavy snow like goose feathers falls down one after another. The ground is covered with snow, thick and soft; the house is covered with snow, which is white, loose and soft; the trees are covered with snow, and the branches are bent by the accumulated snow. The sun shines on it, giving off a dazzling light.
45. The snow is crystal clear, pure and flawless, natural and simple, and curls up like the falling feathers of a swan, and like the swaying pear blossoms of a beautiful woman. The snow fell to the ground, gently and silently, covering the earth with a quilt. Sometimes, the snow is lighter, floating down like reed catkins, covering the ground, thinly, like gauze draped on the ground.
46. Now I am sitting here with cold hands and feet, and then I am chewing the cold air that keeps coming from the bottom of my heart. I have always said that I am cold, but I have never been as cold as today. It seems that my heart suddenly fell. Something got in. So heavy.
47. The big rocks and small rocks in the stream are covered with white snow. There seemed to be a herd of white calves drinking water from the stream; there seemed to be two white lions sleeping in the snow; there seemed to be several white bears preparing to brave the snow from the stream and walk to the bank.
48. When the small snowflakes flutter on the ground, and then seem to cover the earth with a blanket; when it falls on the house, it wants to cover the house with cotton clothes; when it falls on the big tree, I want to dress the tree in silver; it falls on the car like layers of white cream. This scene is refreshing and intoxicating! It’s surrounded by vast whiteness and covered in silver. It’s so beautiful!
49. In the breath of winter wind, we can still smell the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes, grilled mutton skewers and fried pancakes, as if we have returned to childhood, the past, and that beautiful era. .
50. It was a cold winter morning, and the glass windows were covered with thick ice. The water that had just been poured out became as hard as stone in the blink of an eye. Outside the house, the trees and the ground were all covered with white snow, and the biting north wind kept blowing, making a sharp cry. Ah, this is really a winter morning where water turns to ice.
51. Snow is pure white, lovely, and colorful. Snow brings endless laughter to children and adds a touch of warmth to winter. I love the snow in winter, its purity, and its selflessness. It gives the most beautiful scenery to the earth.
52. Looking up at the sky, snowflakes are dancing in the sky. I stepped on the snow and was alone in this vast white scene, as if I was in heaven, with soft white clouds under my feet and cute and pure elves beside me. I danced with these elves using the dance I learned in school.
53. The winter in my hometown is extremely cold. Then every time before going out, my parents always covered me tightly. But after rushing through the heavy "surroundings". You can still see it. Throughout the winter, the northwest wind blew almost every day. When you stay indoors and listen to it, it sounds like a wolf howling, which is frightening. This winter, it really lives up to the saying: a drop of water turns to ice, a breath turns to frost.
54. The sky was overcast, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a huge gray quilt. The cold wind shook a few withered yellow leaves on the poplar trees. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound like silkworms eating mulberry leaves above their heads, and small ice particles began to beat on the ground.
55. Winter is coming and the weather is getting colder. People put on down jackets, gloves, and scarves. It seemed like they were all dressed up like a little fat man, so tight that there wasn’t even a seam.
56. The weather was gloomy, and the sky was filled with thick, low, gray-yellow turbid clouds.
The northeast wind roared and ran wildly in the wilderness. It seemed to be holding a sharp sword, which could pierce through the tight leather jacket, not to mention the exposed face, which was scratched one after another by it. The pain is excruciating.
57. The sunshine in winter, the warm and subtle sunshine in my heart, reflects my gloomy winter sky. Like a hot rose blooming in my heart, or like a wintersweet blooming in the ice and snow, it opened my ignorant heart, allowing me to see the bright beam of light behind the darkness, and a touch of green among the ashes of the ruins. meaning.
58. In the winter in the south, there is no wind and it is not cold. But for a southerner who is accustomed to the warmth and pampering of the sun, this is enough. In the winter in the south, there are no roosters at dawn, and there is no smoke from the diligent women. There are only the low barking of dogs and the lingering mist in front of the door. I don’t know what winter will bring to me, but it first brings me the silence of Pingtian Xisi.
59. After he walked for a while, the hot air sprayed out from his mouth and nostrils condensed into layers of frost flowers, freezing around the leather hat, just like a silver helmet. On his face which was red with cold.
60. Winter is very cold. To be honest, I don't want it to come, but when it comes, I feel strange. Ah, I love winter, because in winter "the strong wind knows the strong grass", I love its character.
61. As a sharp cold wind blew, the village immediately became thinner. The river lay quietly at the edge of the village like a hada, and the branches also showed their majestic branches. The streets seemed to become more spacious, and the secluded streets could be seen at a glance.
62. The wind, the biting cold wind, mixed with the plum blossom-like snow, made a rustling sound. Snow, like an elf, dances in the air. Then, white. The crystal snowflakes fell in the sky, revealing a world covered in silver. The ground turned white without a trace of impurities. The wind blew and the snowflakes sang an intriguing song. After the wind passed, the snowflakes fell to the ground quietly.
63. The weather is getting cold. It seems to be getting colder even if it is cold. It was clearly warm and sunny a few days ago, but a snowstorm is coming without any warning. It was so cold that it caught people off guard.
64. It’s like the morning glow rising, like the setting sun, the rare mirage, the style of Loulan, the lonely misty river in the desert, the setting sun... The most beautiful scenery is always short-lived!
65. A small snowflake floated into the river and turned into a drop of water. Hush, listen carefully, there are so many little snowflakes telling the little fish and shrimp about their personal experiences in the river! Look how much fun they have! Suddenly, another small snowflake slowly fell from the sky. It floated to the deserted Tiananmen Square and became a first-time visitor on the ground. Just like that, small snowflakes fell from the sky one after another...
66. It doesn’t matter whether there are flowers or applause, as long as you have a cup of hot tea with some lemon, you will be like a white cloud without worries and refuse to worry. Enjoy the tranquility. Ignore the worries, love and hate in this world, I just want to keep the calmness in my heart, like a breeze that comes and goes without a trace, dating happily and away from disputes. Let me silently pray for the dreams of good people to come true in the singing of children; let me live an ordinary and simple life under the winter sunshine.