The snow falls on the trees in winter, like millions of pear blossoms in full bloom.
The snowflakes spin with the wind, like a fairy in a white dress, dancing lightly in the air.
The snow in winter is like a beautician who puts white makeup on the earth.
The winter snow is like a fashion designer who dresses the earth in a holy and beautiful white gown.
The winter snow is like a skillful craftswoman who weaves a thick white blanket for the earth.
The winter snow is like a painter who paints the earth in white.
Winter snow is as light as smoke and as white as silver, falling from the sky in a flurry.
Winter snow falls on the mountains, on the trees, as far as the eye can see, as if a piece of white clouds.
Winter snow is like an old friend you haven't seen for years, and you can't hide from it even if you want to.
Winter snow is small, thick, soft and light, like the noble white swan gently shaking its wings, falling a piece of small feathers
Winter snow is small, thick, soft and light.