Last night, the first snow of the new year, after our countless expectations, came late. The white field of vision, the colorful world seems to be simple, and the heart is more and more light as snow.
Perhaps it is afraid of stirring up the peace of the world, the snow falls without words, with its most beautiful posture dancing in our palms.
"There are plums without snow is not the spirit, there are snow without plum vulgar people." Although missing the plum embellishment, but with the love of snow, is the first encounter in life, perhaps at a particular moment, just happen to meet the special each other.
Thinking about the smile of the eyes, the plot of the first meeting, that surprise, that feeling, like a classic old song, after many years, still flowing in the deepest part of the memory.
The first time I saw the movie, I saw the movie, and then I saw the movie, and then I saw the movie, and then I saw the movie, and then I saw the movie, and then I saw the movie.
Lightly attached, light feelings, everything is light for the best realm.
The snow dance red dust, life as a first sight.
Snow, fluttering, like a naughty child, playful and forget to go home.
Linger in the pure world, surrounded by snowflakes, the heart is an unwarranted joy. Although you can no longer build a snowman, not to mention the pure color of the carpet to play a few rolls. But the idea of going crazy in the snowy plains lingers in the back of your mind and won't go away.
Vaguely, the switch to déjà vu picture: the wilderness, together with the snow wantonly flutter, together with the snow to listen to the whispering, smiling eyes, flow of deep love. The happy moments are fixed in the film that can never be reproduced.
Messy thoughts, messy sentences, occupy the mind zone.
Monotonous heart, docked to where, can accept the brilliant colors?
Running heart, wandering to when, to be able to refuse the existence of cold
2. to snow as the topic of writing an essay 300 wordsI love snow, whether it is in the snow or after the snow; I love the snow, whether it is goose feather like snow or hair like silk small snow. Every time it snows, I am reminded of my favorite line in the snowflake song: small and white, pure and beautiful. Look! It's snowing again outside, come on, let's go take a look.
The snow dances in a beautiful hexagonal body, fluttering down. Snowflakes thin, as if to play hide-and-seek with pedestrians, playfully drilling into the collar of pedestrians, so that people feel cool. Snowflakes decorate the earth into Snow White's palace, everything is white, white trees, white houses, white ground ......
White covered the earth, like laying a big white carpet. Trees and houses are covered with snow, and the distant peaks seem to have become a jade mountain, and when people walk on the snow, they leave a clear footprint behind them, very much like a long dotted line drawn on a large white sheet of paper.
Snow as a magician, in a moment the earth rendered white, and so on to the next spring, the spring girl and then painted on the top of the green trees, green grass, red flowers ...... If there is no snow to do the pad, how can there be spring depicted by the picture of the vitality of all things?
I love snow, and will always love the pure, beautiful snow.
3. to snow as the theme of the composition of the fourth grade, not less than 300 wordsSnow, really big! The ground is white, but the snow is still falling, as if the fairy scattered flowers. Look at the snowflakes, like white clouds, like cotton. It is so white, so dazzling. Snow, floating up, look! A piece of white snowflakes, dancing with the wind, swaying, like goose feathers, like willow flakes. Snow, it's so beautiful! It's glittering and graceful, like a little star landing on earth, and like a six-petaled plum blossom falling in a whirl. Snow is as soft as clouds and as white as jade. Crystal transparent snowflakes flying in the sky, the streets are sprinkled with snow, houses are covered with snow. The whole earth became a silver-white world. Snow, like a mass of goose feathers, makes the road white and flat. Look at the trees, covered with layers of white snow, people walk on the snow, leaving a clear footprints behind. Snow, like a grain of sugar peas, they flutter in the air, and not in a hurry to fall to the ground, as if they can not afford to live in the ice palace it! Snowflakes are as light as smoke and as clean as jade. They are falling from the sky. Ah! Snow, they are as clean as jade, as white as silver. They are the little angels sent from heaven, they are the messengers sent from heaven this is since the beginning of winter, the first snow on the Jiaodong Peninsula. Snow flurries, down a lot. At first there was a little rain, and soon you could see large snowflakes falling from the cloudy sky. The ground was white in a while. In the mountain villages in winter, at night, everything is silent, only to hear the snowflakes rustling and falling, the dead branches of trees were crushed by the snow, and occasionally creak a sound. It snowed all night long. This morning, the sky cleared up, the sun came out. Push open the door to see, ho! What a big snow! Mountains, rivers, trees, houses, all covered with a thick layer of snow, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, turned into a world of whitewash. The willow trees are covered with furry and shiny silver bars; while the evergreen pine trees and cypress trees are covered with fluffy and heavy snowballs. A gust of wind blew, the branches of the trees gently shook, the beautiful silver bars and snowballs fell down, jade-like snow flakes fluttering with the wind, reflecting the morning sun, showing a colorful rainbow. The snow on the street was more than a foot deep, and when people stepped on it, the soles of their feet (16) emitted a creaking sound. A group of children in the snow pile snowman, throwing snowballs, the joy of shouting, the snow on the tree branches are shocked down. As the old saying goes, "snow is an omen of a good year". This saying has full scientific basis and is not a superstitious idiom. Cold winter snow, can freeze part of the overwintering pests; melted water seepage (18) into the depth of the soil, and can supply (20) crops (20) growth needs. I believe that this is a very timely snow, will certainly promote next year's spring crops, especially wheat harvest. Experienced farmers compare snow to a "wheat quilt". Winter "quilt" cover the thicker, tomorrow spring wheat grows better, so there is such a proverb: "winter wheat cover three layers of being, the next year pillow buns sleep." If this winter is in the north, it can be a different flavor. Speaking of winter in our hometown, we can't help but mention the snow and ice that fills our eyes. The snow and ice give us a special sense of satisfaction - yes, there is no snow, that can still be called winter? When the snow sprite drifted to, they are like feathers flying in the sky, falling on the trees, houses, vegetables, rivers, but also in the heart of every Northeast people: another winter is coming! In less than a meal. A layer of it accumulates on the ground. At this time, the children will scream, rushed out of the house, jumping and running in the snow, as if this beautiful winter belongs to us children. When I was young, I always piled up snowmen with my friends and had snowball fights. At that time, my strength was small, and I piled up a pile of snow all day long, but we would still play in the snow all day long. Gradually grew up, sometimes I will sit quietly on the windowsill, silently watching the snow rustling down, watching the snow slowly decorate the mountains and rivers and the earth into silver; sometimes also out of the house, tilted his head to feel the snow falling on the face of the kind of cool feeling, stretching out his hands to go next to the crystalline snowflakes, and watched her slowly melting in the palm of my hand. Hometown snow ah, that is called enough flavor! Speaking of winter in my hometown, I can't help but mention the sauerkraut and pork soup. Take the sauerkraut, get a little fat pork (that lean meat we do not want, fat meat do not eat, just borrow flavor), put a little seasoning, a pot of the most distinctive dishes in the north is done. If it was in the past, it is the family sitting around the kang, drinking hot, fragrant sauerkraut soup, that is called comfort. Now which, if it is in the old home, I think our family in this winter, must be sitting in the warm as spring house, eating mother made sauerkraut soup, looking out of the window at the beautiful snow scene, chatting about our favorite topic it! But in this southern winter, there is no snow, no sauerkraut soup, plus the house is not heated, sitting in the house shivering. When I think about it, I miss my hometown even more, and the winter that haunts me. This is the first snowfall on the Jiaodong Peninsula since the beginning of winter. The snow was falling heavily. At first there was a light rain, but soon there were large snowflakes falling from the cloudy sky. The ground was white in a while. In the mountain villages in winter, at night, everything is silent, only to hear the snowflakes rustling and falling, the dead branches of trees were crushed by the snow, and occasionally creak a sound. It snowed all night long. This morning, the sky cleared up, the sun came out. Push open the door to see, ho! What a big snow! Mountains, rivers, trees, houses, all covered with a thick layer of snow, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, turned into a world of whitewash. The willow trees are covered with furry and shiny silver bars; while the evergreen pine trees and cypress trees are covered with fluffy and heavy snowballs. A gust of wind blew, the branches of the trees gently shook, the beautiful silver bars and snowballs fell down, jade-like snow flakes fluttering with the wind, reflecting the morning sun, showing a colorful rainbow. The snow on the street was more than a foot deep, and people stepped on it, and their feet (16) made a creaking sound. A group of children in the snow pile snowman, throwing snowballs, the joy of shouting, the snow on the tree branches are shocked down. As the old saying goes, "Snow is an omen of a good year". This saying has full scientific basis and is not a superstitious idiom. Cold winter snow, can freeze part of the overwintering pests; melted water seepage (18) into the depth of the soil, and can supply (20) crops (20) growth needs. I believe that this very timely snow, will certainly promote next year.
4. to snow as the topic, write a 300-word short essaylook forward to a snow I do not like winter, because I hate the winter cold, hate the heavy winter; I do not like winter, because I hate the gray sky, hate the sleepy earth; I do not like winter, because I hate the tightly closed windows and doors, and hate the heavy clothes; but there is one thing that I must admit, that is, I like snow.
Some people say that snow is the world's most pure, because it is so white and flawless; some people say that snow is the world's most dirty, because it is so full of impurities. I do not want to analyze who is right and who is wrong, because I like snow, whether it is pure or dirty.
I often wonder what kind of Creator, created such beautiful and lovely snowflakes. I think he must be a naughty angel, or maybe she is a beautiful fairy.
I often guess that whenever someone makes a wish, God makes a snowflake. When people's wishes come true, God releases these snowflakes.
That's why snowflakes fly all the time, from the sky to the ground. It flies because it is the bearer of wishes; it flies because it is the fulfillment of wishes.
Standing in front of the window, I made a wish. Then, I will always wait quietly, looking forward to belonging to my that a snow.
Looking forward to a snow, I think, soon, God will be the biggest and most beautiful snow for me.
The first thing I want to say is that I'm looking forward to a snowfall, and I'm blessed to be waiting.
5. Composition: "snow" as the topic of writing 300 wordsThe heart of the snow text: long hair to welcome the sky north.
Winter. The string moon.
Neon. The first snow began to drift.
One sits behind a curtain of snowy mist and listens to the sound of snow falling. The falling dead leaves were soon covered by the snow, like a speck of dust disappearing in an instant, along with my memories, sinking together.
It seems that every winter is spent this way, curled up in their own warm cottage, pointing a curling lamp, listening to music, sipping steaming tea, reading a favorite book, looking out the window sliding through the wind, rain and snow, a year, a year, a year, a year and a week. I would like to be so perched in their own castle, quietly watching the years years, such as water passing.
I don't know whether the traces of the years have hung on my face, whether they have been engraved in my heart. I know that one day, my eyes are no longer as clear as snowflakes.
Years after a snowstorm, whether it will remember the year that the woman behind the snow curtain, once the past, such as the heart of the snow. Lift your eyes and look at the pedestrians on the road, each footsteps in a hurry.
The winter solstice has not yet arrived, the cold at the moment is not yet bone-chilling, must be a person walking alone on the road, look at those who will fall not fall the remnants of the leaves fluttering, will feel a little desolate, will feel the warmth of the home, will involuntarily speed up the pace. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product.
When I think of this, I can't help but laugh, not at others, but at myself. The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of the world, and I want to be able to do that.
As if wings were born in my heart, I traveled through time and space, fluttering and flying, and flew through a journey for me. The original imagination can also be so real, can also be so ridiculous.
Suddenly remembered an old song many years ago: the emotional collection, so that memories leave a blank, forget the past that once had the past, forever and ever no longer say love ...... like these simple old songs, just a few words will solve all the sadness. When the promise of the year, can be realized will have a few sentences? I don't know, and I can't prove it.
Just know that it can no longer bring the slightest excitement or dizziness, such as fireworks blooming in the night sky, the beauty belongs to her only a moment, the gusty winds blowing away, the prosperity of the curtain, all return to nothing. The moonlight and snow shadow shook the window and came in, sprinkled in the window table, sprinkled on my forehead, moisturizing my soul.
Fingertips again fluttering, pouring out her loneliness. But it is a game and a dream, but the rules of such a game are impermanent, such a dream, see the other side of the river, but can not swim across.
The play is wonderful, the time to play, the time to fall curtains. This game is very helpless, from clear to fuzzy, from spring flowers to autumn dew.
Such as the wind a wisp, snow a scene, random sinking and floating, do not know how the direction, do not know where the end. "Going in spite of going, coming in spite of coming; going to come in the middle, and how the rush?" Mr. Zhu Ziqing penned "hurry" let me sigh, so everything is destined to hurry, poor my life, but also can not chase.
The snow outside the window has lived. I stopped at the same place, like a tired butterfly, unable to fly away.
Snow is a kind of snow can produce a variety of emotions of the things ...... When the window that like willow, like reed-like snowflakes, is fluttering from the sky, when the earth is decorated with snowflakes like a white carpet, standing at the window, look at them, there will be a lot of feelings: They make the I am in a happy mood, even if I have met something unpleasant, I will feel the mood is very smooth. The snowflakes are very white, very white, white so pure.
They make the earth pure and beautiful. I have a feeling that snow not only makes everything pure, but also makes people's hearts as beautiful and pure as it is.
At that moment, a snowflake touched the window and immediately melted. I thought: the snow may melt soon after it stops.
I was a bit sad to see them melt. But the snow will melt eventually.
But its short "life" protects plants, moistens and cleans the air. I think it is the most selfless, it is quietly dedicating its "life".
"Snowdrops, snowdrops ......" When I look at the snowflakes are washing the world, the melody of "Snowdrops" will echo in my head. The lyrical melody of this tune is able to accurately express the beauty of snow.
I hope the snow can really bless our motherland and the world with peace, as it says in "Snowdrops". I stay with the snow because they had their beautiful moments.
When the snow stopped, the sun shone once again. A gust of wind blew the pine snow on the ground and on the branches of the trees, and it flew in the blue sky, and the sunlight made it more crystallized.
I then felt that the snow was using this last time to show all its last beauty, and then it passed away silently, turning into water to nourish the earth. This is the first snow of the winter, and the first snow of the middle of 2005.
At six o'clock in the morning, I just got up and heard my father say that it was snowing outside! I heard, rushed to the window to see, ah! I saw the sky and the earth between the white blanket, snowflakes fluttering down from the sky, like pulling up a white tent around, the earth immediately became silver. I can't help but think of a poem "Suddenly the spring breeze comes, thousands of trees and thousands of pear blossoms" is really beautiful! The snowflakes are as white as jade, is it a small general sent down from the Heavenly Palace, or is it a jade leaf falling from the laurel tree in the Moon Palace? Snowflakes like a beautiful jade-colored butterfly, like dancing like drunk; like blowing down the dandelion; like floating like flying; like an angel to reward the gift of small white flowers; suddenly scattered and gathered, floating, gently full, worthy of the earth's masterpiece! I saw the snowflakes in front of me as naughty as butterflies, a moment to fall under the eaves, a moment to fall on the branches of the trees, but also from time to time drifting in the face of the pedestrians.
Look, the people in the snow, no, is the vibrant students, chasing ah, running ah, jumping ah, laughing ah, and the pines side by side. The snow fell more heavily, turning into goose feather snow.
My classmates and I walked out of the classroom, ran to the playground, no matter how cold it was, how much snow fell, even if the snow is big enough to our hot face do not care, because we are really too happy, too happy ah! We can have snowball fights and build snowmen again. Snow is the messenger of winter, especially this first snow, it forecast the arrival of winter, I love snowflakes, because it is beautiful, pure, selfless, can bring joy to the earth.
6. To "winter snow" as the theme of writing a 300-word essayThe wilderness is vast, the ancient world is like this. The people in the world seems so small. Just like the winter snow in the vast land so white, but also so soft. Think of "Dream of Red Mansions" at the end of this writing: the earth is white and clean. I think life is like this snow, sometimes can cover the earth so that the whole world in its grasp, but finally not in the sunshine, quickly disappear, nothing. There is really that: the window contains a thousand snowy autumns in the West Ridge, the door is moored in the East Wu Wanli ship. The first thing I'd like to say is that I don't know what to do.
Everyone knows that winter snow is so white, but who also knows that snow is so easy to dissipate. Life is not just like this to come roaring to go quietly quietly winter snow? I do not know how people can be like the winter snow can bring people a trace of comfort and joy. Suddenly, I felt that the original spirit of all things is not as good as the flakes of snowflakes.
How can the confused feelings be dispatched?
7. around after the snow to write an exercise 150 words or 200 words, please begged
The beauty of the snow after the 1 snow fell for a day and a night, stopped.
After a day and a night of heavy snow, the houses were clothed in white veil, and the willow branches turned into silver bars. The snow dressed the branches of the poplars like beautiful coral and like strange antlers.
The wheat field is covered with a thick quilt. The sky is connected to the ground, the ground is connected to the sky, the snow is boundless, boundless, the whole earth is turned into a world of jade carving silver carving.
The children were very happy, some of them had a snowball fight, some of them built a snowman, and some of them sledded. Their hands and faces were red with cold, but their heads were sweating, laughing and playing.
The sun came out and shone on the white snow, illuminating people's eyes. The snow began to melt slowly in the sunlight, and the eaves began to drip, dripping on the snow and piercing the ground into little holes.
The snow on the trees dripped down the trunks, and from time to time the branches shook off one or two palm-sized chunks of snow, pushing noiselessly on the snow. The snow on the road was trampled solid and dirty by people coming and going, but the snow on both sides of the road was still so white, as if the road was plated with a silver edge, which made it look more neat and spacious.
The view after the snow is so beautiful! I can't help but let out a kind of emotion. The first ray of sunlight in the morning shot over, the scenery after the snow is so beautiful.
Nearby, far away, smoke, really can not believe their eyes, so a small mountain village has appeared so beautiful. In the distance, is a layer of fog and cold shrouded world, vaguely see some of the trees naughty little head, hidden, as if in a hide-and-seek with us, far away and the sky is connected, is simply a fairyland on earth; the river willows high head, the body is full of hairy, shiny silver bars, as if they put on a winter bright clothes, looks so vibrant.
Nearby, the red brick houses, wafting out a wisp of cooking smoke, looks like a gently soft silver ribbon, to bring the joy of this countryside to every corner of the world; in front of the eyes of the countless bright little stars fell, that is the patter of snow foam with the wind dancing happily, in the sunshine, it can be said to be a heavenly maiden. Put on the coat, came to a cool and beautiful world, a cold air to meet the face, but also with a little bit of the aroma of snowflakes.
What a beautiful countryside, what a beautiful home! I can not help but let out a kind of emotion. The first ray of sunshine in the morning shot over, the scenery after the snow is so beautiful.
Nearby, far away, smoke, really can not believe their eyes, so a small mountain village has appeared so beautiful. In the distance, is a layer of fog and cold shrouded world, vaguely see some of the trees naughty little head, hidden, as if in a hide-and-seek with us, far away and the sky is connected, is simply a fairyland on earth; the river willows high head, the body is full of hairy, shiny silver bars, as if they put on a winter bright clothes, looks so vibrant.
Nearby, the red brick houses, wafting out a wisp of cooking smoke, looks like a gently soft silver ribbon, to bring the joy of this countryside to every corner of the world; in front of the eyes of the countless bright little stars fell, that is the patter of snow foam with the wind dancing happily, in the sunshine, it can be said to be a heavenly maiden. Put on the coat, came to a cool and beautiful world, a cold air to meet the face, but also with a little bit of the aroma of snowflakes.
What a beautiful countryside, what a beautiful home.
8. essay on snow 200 wordsWow, it's snowing "It's snowing!" A surprise that "pulled" me out of my dream.
I rubbed my eyes, squinted and looked out the window - wow, it's really snowing! Lovely snowflakes fell from the sky, one after another, all over the sky. Snowflakes a small small, as if God is so little New Year's gift, in order to make every corner of the earth can be zero distance contact with the snowflakes, can feel her strong love, break it up in general.
The small snowflakes "rustling" down "rush", as if they were shut down for a long time, the snow doll was suddenly allowed to let it to the earth to play for a moment. The more the snow falls, gradually blurred my vision.
Lovely snowflakes from time to time fell on our heads, shoulders, schoolbags. Occasionally, there will be a naughty little snowflake drilled into your neck, and you close contact, cool - "so cold!" Scrunching your neck, but with a few moments of joy.
I reached out my little red hand, wanting to catch it, so that I can look closely to see if it is the same as the teacher said, is a beautiful hexagonal flower. But the little snowflake seems to be particularly shy, and in a flash, it was gone.
Perhaps it was my rude action that scared me. Slowly, the whole world turned white.
The curved path, the bare branches of the trees, high and low on the roof, are paved with a thick white velvet quilt like, really become a world of pink makeup! Yes, the new year is here, the snow princess may when quietly come to earth, mother earth to put on a new white clothes, decorated with snowflakes, to welcome the arrival of the guests. I guessed.
"Play in the snow!" A burst of laughter interrupted my thoughts. Looking around, the playground has become a sea of joy: single-minded pile of snowmen, excited snowball fights, spread legs chasing each other, so lively! Perhaps can not withstand the temptation, or perhaps can not stand the loneliness, see, the teachers are also like children "wild" - "Go, play in the snow to go!" Let's go and play in the snow! I like the snow, because it is pure, but in the snow family, I love the spring snow, which, not only because it has the snow **** the same quality, but in the spring snow also has its own unique good personality.
Spring snow is not flamboyant, it is not like the winter snow as twisted body, head shaking, strutting ballet, trying to show their own beautiful, show their own graceful. Indeed, the winter snow is charming, and spring snow, you can not see such a leisurely performance of their own scenes, on the contrary, it is down, giving people a 100-meter race eager to reach the target early personality, as if there is a kind of acceleration, the posture of such a robust, each step seems to imply a full struggle, always forward firm belief.
Spring snow so that people can not see not fickle emotions. In the spring snow, we seem to be difficult to see the winter snow kind of domineering breath, it's every action, always that is under that passes, not indulgent, not flashy, give a person a kind of warm and elegant and steady and moderate feeling.
And winter snow, a bit in the face of people, there is a kind of pain in the bone, that intermingled with the north wind also called people suffocated, as if the winter snow hides some of the evil ideas of the dog's power. Spring snow also has a kind of non-indulgent personality.
Down to the winter snow, it seems to always like to occupy the mountain as the king, monopoly, as if the winter is its world, even the evergreen trees, it also want to take possession of their own, so that they are sitting on the head of the tree, shaking and enjoying the blessings, and never take into account the feelings of others. Spring snow is different, where it comes, the earth will soon be moisturized, and everything immediately showed recovery, as long as the spring snow, we can immediately feel the infinite freshness, the whole world a full of vitality.
Spring snow is spring snow, although it has the quality of winter snow, with the spirit of winter snow, but spring snow is spring snow, it is every step, can always appreciate the condensation of the message of spring, given the mission of spring, the kind of not publicity, not performance, not capricious personality and dedication to the style can always let you leave a deep memory.
Yesterday morning, suddenly from the sky fluttering down snowflakes, the beginning or a little, gradually, only to see a large piece of snowflakes as if spitting flotsam as cotton, from the cloudy sky drifted down. The more the snow falls, not long, the ground is white, the trees are white, the roof is also white.
The snow fell for a whole day, and this morning, I opened the window to see, ah, so big snow ah! As far as I could see, "the mountains dance with silver snakes, the original wax elephant", the neighborhood seems to have turned into a powdered jade, full of poetic fairy tale world. Asphalt roadside trees, hung with shiny silver bars, and those evergreen trees, hung with heavy snowballs, really "suddenly like a spring breeze, thousands of trees, thousands of pear blossoms" ah.
The snow on the road is more than ten centimeters deep, stepping on it issued a "creak creak" sound. Mischievous children gently shook the tree branches, jade chip-like snow rustling on the head, causing them to a scream.
The sun shines on the mushroom-like pine trees, some snow melted, the rest of the snow seems to be a lovely, lying in the trees of the jade dog - it is also in the blessing of our New Year! I don't know when, the neighborhood building hole next to the front of the lawn piled up a cute little snowman. Some of them holding a broom, like a housewife; some wearing a button "clothes", but also elegantly tied a bow tie, like a gentleman with elegant manners; some ingenuity, piled up a Fuwa Jingjing, simply exquisite; there is a "family of three" family portrait snowman! "The family portrait snowman, really lovely! As the saying goes: "snow is a good year", this snow, will certainly bring a good harvest this year.
9. "Snow" small practice 300 wordsThere are four seasons in a year, each season has a different view, and my favorite winter snow magnificent scenery.
In winter, the snow people seem to come to a quiet and elegant realm, to a crystal clear fairy tale world. The fragrance of the pine, the snow of the ice, give people a kind of cool comfort.
Everything is filtered, everything is sublimated, even my mind is purified, become pure and beautiful. Dusk snow, deep cut, as if there are a thousand emotions like, and like the sea general surge, able to drown everything, there is a hint of unveiling the hidden head and tail like *** feeling.
Snowflakes form thousands, crystal bright, like a warrior on the march, clad in silver armor, but also like a slice of white sails in the voyage ...... The scenery in the snow is magnificent, the world between the muddy, can only see a piece of silver, as if the whole world is decorated with silver to become. After the snow, the sheer white snow decorating the world, agarwood, powdered jade, white color, really a school of snow in the year of the joyful scene.
I love the snow, I love the snow scene, I love winter. The winter is the wheel of the soul.
Winter, although very cold, but it has an incomparable warmth and hope. Answer finished , thank you for your question, I hope to help you, remember to adopt to praise Yo, I wish you progress in your studies.
10. 300 words about the composition after the snow (is Jilin)Playing in the snow
These days a rare snow, accumulated very thick, brought us a lot of fun.
After dinner, my mom and dad and I went down to play in the snow. Mom piled up snowmen by the park, I played snowball fight with my dad in the park, we drew the line and officially started the war.
I quickly do a good job of two snowballs thrown over, and dad's three big snowballs have long been flying, a hit on my back, I hastily threw two snowballs, one of them hit. Dad threw three more snowballs and beat me up. I was so furious that I prepared five snowballs and threw them one by one, hitting my dad and making him hide. Dad made snowballs so fast that they flew by me like stray bullets.
We played until the park closed and then came out of the park. Then went to build a snowman with my mom. First we made small snowballs, and then we kept rolling them over and over in the snow, and they got bigger and bigger and turned into a big snowball. We did so a large and small two snowballs, the two snowballs connected, did some landscaping, sculpture out the mouse eyes, nose, ears, etc., to make a big cute snow mouse.
Playing with snow is really fun.