Through the sparse branches, you can see the snow and ice on the lake, the mountains and villages in the distance, and a bunch of people as small as ants. Winter is as transparent as the ice it forms. For example, X-rays can see through people's bones, and winter can let people see through the heart of the universe.
Ryan's Lyrics in Winter (87 words)
The cold wind blew away the lukewarm autumn overnight. The nasty winter followed the last batch of geese moving south and landed on the Loess Plateau. The undulating Qianshan Wanling soon became desolate. Shan Ye, around the county seat, is bare, and no green can be seen any more.
Lu Yao's In Hard Days (9 1 word)
It's the end of winter, and when we get home soon, the weather is gloomy. The cold wind blew into the cabin, and we looked out through the gap in the canopy. There were several desolate villages lying far and near, lifeless. I can't help feeling sad inside.
Lu Xun's hometown (80 words)
It's another severe winter with snow and wind. The roof has turned white, and the long ice cubes are hanging upside down under the thatched eaves, like fangs and upside-down sharp knives, to tear up and gnaw at the people crowded in the crow's nest. When a gust of wind passed, they followed.
Jin Jingmai's Song of Ouyang Hai (85 words)
Everything has changed since the earth arrived in this cold season. The sky is gray, like chaotic weather after a strong wind, and it has snowed all day. People walk fast, and the breath around their mouths seems to smoke when they are cold.
Xiao Hong's Biography of Hulan River (85 words)
The winter solstice has passed and the climate is getting colder and colder. The sky wall is gray and blue-gray, and it will look like snow. From the direction of the crab pond, the northwest wind blew in waves and swept away the scattered land, which made it even more empty.
Wang Xiyan's Spring Comes Back to Warm the Earth (77 words)
In winter, the sky is low and the whole mausoleum area is particularly cold. The cold snap of the Mongolian Plateau roared with goose feather and heavy snow, the mountains roared like thunder, the pine forests surged like stormy waves against the coast, and the silvery branches of Liu Tang struggled in the strong wind, making a piercing scream. Distant mountains are like jade armor, and thousands of "pear blossoms" are competing to open.
He Zi's Guling Qu (100 words)
Winter is coming, the cold current is coming, the goose feather-like snow is flying all over the sky, and the whole world is covered with a white coat.
The autumn when the crops were harvested was sent away, and the snowy winter finally arrived. It's snowing, and pieces of snowflakes are falling from the sky. In a short time, the ground, trees and roofs turned white.
It's warm in spring, warm in summer and quiet in autumn. What about winter? It was just dawn, and I was walking on my way to school with my schoolbag on my back. The boundary between heaven and earth is so hazy: the mountains are white, the sky is white, and white fog is floating on the water.
I want to touch this strange fog, but it runs around like a naughty child for a while ... The cold wind growls with its thick fingers, grabs the hair of pedestrians wantonly, and stings the skin of pedestrians like needles. Pedestrians have no choice but to buckle their winter clothes tightly, put their hands in their pockets, shrink their necks and act quickly.
But the pines and cypresses on both sides of the road are in high spirits, proudly facing the wind, frost, rain and snow, inspiring people to forge ahead. Shops in the street opened one after another.
I didn't have the heart to appreciate the dazzling array of goods, and I didn't have the heart to taste the mouth-watering food, so I stepped up and went to school to find that winter morning. As the sun rises, the gray fog seems to be rolling all the time. I vaguely see the heads on the playground: one, two, three ... The playground is getting more and more lively.
Look, here comes an old teacher and several young pioneers are saluting him. The old teacher smiled and nodded ... there are four seasons in a year, and each season has different scenery. I like the magnificent scenery when it snows in winter best. In winter, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm of heavy snow and a crystal clear fairy tale world.
The fragrance of pine and the ice fragrance of snow give people a cool and shining comfort. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, and even my heart is purifying and becoming pure and beautiful.
The snow in the evening is deeply cut, as if there are countless emotions, and it is as turbulent as the sea water, which can drown everything and have a sense of nudity. Snowflakes are colorful and crystal clear, like soldiers who go out to war, covered with silver armor, and like pieces of sailing ... The scenery in the snow is magnificent, and there is only one piece of silver between heaven and earth, as if the whole world is decorated with silver.
After the snow, the world is decorated with continuous white snow, with lush foliage and jade. This is a gratifying scene of heavy snow. I love snow, I love snow scenes, and I love winter more.
Winter is the ring of the soul. Although winter is very cold, it has incomparable warmth and hope.
As soon as autumn is over, winter will come. Winter is the coldest season among the four seasons.
Winter hasn't arrived yet, but it's already cold. The trees swayed in the wind, and the lowest temperature dropped below zero.
Sleeping in bed at night, I heard the wind whistling outside, like a tiger roaring. The strong wind banged the windows of my house, which made it difficult for the old man to sleep.
The noise is loud enough to wake the sleeping people. I also couldn't sleep for a long time, quietly listening to the wind whistling in the tiger ... It was a long time before I fell asleep in a daze.
When I get up in the morning, I go outside the house. The wind is still blowing, and it doesn't mean to decrease at all. The wind was so strong that it almost knocked me down and I could hardly stand up.
I'm dressed like a big fat man at this time. Although I wear so much and so thick, the wind keeps drilling into my body.
At this time, I saw pedestrians on the road take out all kinds of weapons to keep out the cold, cotton-padded clothes, down jackets, scarves and hats ... but some people still said, "cold, cold!" " It was already so cold before winter came. If winter really comes, I wonder how cold it will be! It may freeze people to death. I always feel bored at home alone, so I go out for a walk with my grandmother. Out of the door, I couldn't help taking a breath of the air after the rain. The air is so fresh.
I saw that the thorns that bloomed brilliantly last week were frightened by the cold wind, and the thorns of wild roses in the community were not as strong as before. As soon as I pressed it, it fell, and so did the pink petals. On the flower bed, pieces of dead leaves fell on it and turned into bowls of sweet spring water after the rain.
Walking on Wu Tong Road, the ground is full of Wu Tong leaves, and the north wind is blowing. They scampered into the road like a group of naughty and lovely little people, and the north wind scampered around in my clothes. Several cypress trees beside the 576 station are still standing without fear. They are so strong and straight.
There are several chrysanthemums beside the school gate, which seems to add some vitality to the deserted campus. Several children are playing by the pool on campus, and the old people are sitting by the pool in groups of three, talking about the past and the present.
The waves rippled, reflecting the surrounding lights. When I came to the bamboo forest in the north of the mountain, I saw them standing firmly on the grass. The north wind blew, and they shook their heads as if they were not afraid of this cold winter.
Unconsciously, I stood in front of our house. I still looked at the beautiful scenery in winter, but I didn't look back ... Looking up, the dark blue sky was so charming. Bright little stars twinkle in the sky, and they gather more and more, as if dancing on the blue carpet, blinking and talking to me.
Ah! The night is so magical that the moon just climbed the treetops and gave off bright light. The night is quiet.
This is winter on campus, a beautiful and quiet winter. It's a beautiful morning in winter. If you don't believe me, please look-every morning I open the door and go out, and the biting cold wind comes at me from time to time.
Occasionally, naughty little snowflakes fall like dancing. Hexagonal snowflakes are varied: some are like silver needles, some are like fallen leaves, and some are like pieces of paper ... they are beautiful.
Fall to the ground, as if to spread a thick blanket on the ground; Falling on a tree, like wearing silver; It landed in the car like a fresh cream cake. This beautiful snow scene makes people immerse themselves in the fresh air.
3. Write a winter sentence of not less than 100 words. Winter is coming! Winter is like a clean little girl, all white, and even the curtains have changed from gold to white. Wearing a white velvet hat, white velvet trousers and a pair of white leather boots in winter is like a lovely white velvet ball. With chubby little hands, she directed snowflakes to fly to the earth to clean up the dirt there. Snowflakes obediently obey the command of winter, dancing their beautiful hexagonal bodies and falling on the earth. In a short time, the earth was white and turned into a snowy world.
Looking at the changes on earth in winter, I smiled happily. Two dimples appeared on his chubby little face. She clapped her hands skipping like a happy little pompon, and then rolled off the stage.
In the bleak and monotonous winter, I always look forward to the arrival of spring. I wish her grass would grow warblers, silk tapestries would blow across the embankment, her thousand trees and flowers would be like brocade and blue waves, and her orchids would be moist as crisp; I hope her spring scenery is full of flowers and red like rain.
4. Modern poems describing winter are less than 65,438+000 words, and the winter is flawless.
This is a gift from grandpa Dong.
This is a playground for children.
That snowy world;
I love winter. After autumn, what is left in the field is the scar scraped by the sickle.
Wait until the call of the spring breeze next year.
I began to conceive dreams again.
Maybe our lives are the same,
That colorful cotton-padded jacket,
A snowman made by a child?
The scarecrow sprawled on the ground.
Purely organized and undisciplined
Past eyes can't sweep out their hearts.
Emptiness and anxiety
Growing old in the wind and rain is the most corrupt
There is no need to talk about health and achievement.
Maybe it's just a corner
You found it.
Bright and dazzling.
Stubbornly run counter to the season.
But it still ignites your inner weakness.
Hope to be strong
As usual, a piece of paper is flying in front of your eyes.
Maybe it doesn't mean anything.
At best, it shows a depressed rural scene.
But it has given many people life and hope.
————————————
Winter night travel
Snowflakes are falling gently outside the window.
The bell of vespers rang for a long time.
The house is ready.
The table is full of rich banquets.
A vagrant;
I like winter,
Only a few small snowflakes with six petals.
From the dark road to the gate
The tree of grace shines with golden light.
Suck the cold dew of the earth
The wanderer came in quietly.
Pain turned the threshold into stone.
In the clear and dazzling light
There is bread and wine on the table.
——————————————
"I love winter" Tang
I like winter.
Winter is a quiet season.
Grandpa always sits by the wall alone in winter.
keep silence
Gentle hands holding sunshine.
Touching his walnut-old face
Like a kind mother
Touch a beloved child
Winter is the season of snow.
Snowflakes are like mysterious white butterflies.
There are many voices from distant heaven.
My grandfather is on a quiet snowy night.
Tell the story of his childhood.
He is as happy as a child.
My heart is full of infinite warmth.
It's like we're on a sad day.
Suddenly remembered the spring outing.
Actually, no one knows.
What's Grandpa thinking in winter?
But his story tells me.
He left his childhood and hometown.
Very, very far away ...
——————————
Winter in the south
Rural areas in the south,
It is the joy that Santa Claus brings us;
I love winter;
I like winter,
Add color to the snowy world.
5. Good words and sentences describing winter, beautiful paragraphs (about 100 words) Spring is mild, summer is warm and autumn is lofty, but winter belongs to Leng Yan.
Winter is a cold killer, he killed many lovely little souls. He withered flowers, grass and leaves. You see, all the leaves of poplar trees fell overnight. From a distance, it looks like a golden wave rolling up and down. Listen, the sound of flowers sighing in the wind and the words of grass crying under the moon are so helpless and sad. The birds heard their sighs and cries. There is no winter hiding in the south.
But winter is a gentle girl. She painted the morning sun red and spread white gauze on the earth. You see, the sun rising in Ran Ran in the blue sky appears from behind a tree, like a drunk's face. Its brilliance shines on the earth and brings a little warmth to people. The country road is covered with frost and rustles under people's feet.
Winter is a weak old man. He once hobbled in Cang Sang, suffering from snowstorms, but he still did not change his love for nature. You see, winter wheat seedlings are covered with quilts, deciduous trees are the winter fertilizer he insists on cultivating, and the fields ravaged by pests are the pesticides he applies. He makes pine trees greener, wintersweet more fragrant and the sky higher. People are stronger. He gave all his best things to the world and kept nothing for himself. When the footsteps of spring approached, he left so suddenly and gave his hopes and blessings to the new year.
In winter, no matter what posture you present in front of us, you are the most Leng Yan, beautiful and unforgettable.
6. 300 ancient winter poems, 1, a suggestion from Bai Juyi to his good friend Liu in the Tang Dynasty.
Original poem: There is a ray of green in the old bottle and a trace of red in the static furnace. With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine?
Interpretation: The newly brewed rice wine is green and fragrant; A small red mud stove is burning crimson. It's getting dark and snow is coming. Can I have a cup of hot wine in my humble place?
2. Plum Blossom by Cui Daorong in Tang Dynasty.
Original poem:
At first, there was snow in the calyx, so it was difficult to draw a picture alone. There is rhyme in the fragrance, which is extremely cold.
Come to listen to the flute sorrow, but lean on the disease. If the wind blows, it is easy to destroy.
Explanation:
Plum blossoms are first released, and the calyx still contains snow; Plum blossoms are beautiful and aloof, even if they want to be painted, they will worry about the vividness of difficult paintings. There is rhyme in flowers, and elegant people don't know the cold in winter. People who are sad in their hearts don't want to listen to the sad flute, and the sick body depends on the plum branches to watch the scenery alone. If the north wind understands my pity, please don't destroy it easily.
3. Jiang Xue by Liu Zongyuan in Tang Dynasty.
Original poem: There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Interpretation: On all the mountains, the birds are gone, and on all the roads, there are no traces of people. On a lonely boat on the river, an old man in a bamboo hat was fishing alone on the cold river covered with heavy snow.
4. Plum Blossom by Wang Anshi in Song Dynasty
Original poem: There are some plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
Interpretation: There are several plum blossoms in the corner, blooming alone in the cold. I know from a distance that Bai Meihua is not snow, because there is a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.
5. Liu Changqing's "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow" in the Tang Dynasty
Original poem: the setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
Interpretation: When dusk falls on the mountain, it feels farther and farther, the weather is colder, and the thatched cottage looks poorer.
There was a sudden barking outside Chai Men. It turns out that someone braved the heavy snow to go home.
7. The section describing winter (100 words) also began to shed leaves, which turned out to be extremely gorgeous. The bright red color on the ground dazzled me. Only then did I know that the air was really quiet and I couldn't see the jubilation of herons and magpies. The world is so empty, there is nothing in it, but nothing can hold it. The sky is no longer high and blue, but deeply and secretly pressing my world.
Only then did I know that winter really came, as if yesterday was thousands of miles away. Somehow, the winter solstice doesn't feel like winter for a long time, although it is still often bitterly cold. A few weeks ago, it snowed, but it didn't look like snow. It's too thin. The leaves are just a little white. It is more appropriate to call it frost than snow. This snow is too insignificant to be suitable for winter. This kind of snow is just a kind of helplessness, sandwiched between autumn and winter, but the snow is confused.
But now, winter has indeed come, using falling snowflakes as her only makeup point to calm the world down. Really feel the weakness of the sun, standing alone in the sky, losing his clouds. Maybe he still has his glory, but he can only be helpless, helpless in the alternation of seasons.
Suddenly there was a cold feeling, a kind of creepy feeling from the bottom of my bones. Like thin snow, I got lost at the crossroads. I think I was thrown into the winter before I was ready, waiting for my first snow alone. Maybe I should keep going, but no one told me where to go. I only see a desolation, like this winter, which tore my eyes open without warning, stabbed the cold breath of death deeply into my mind, and made me bleed and hurt. This is the truth, there is nothing ahead.
In fact, winter is also quite good. The cold wind made me more awake, so I stopped dreaming about spring. I learned to sneer, which is a gift from winter. This is a season that should not be open-minded. Here, people will understand that spring is only hypocritical, looking forward to it, and maybe it is just a complete disappointment in the end. It is better to be cynical, perhaps too fickle, but without hope, you will not be disappointed again. This is a season full of despair. Everything is covered with prosperous red flowers and green leaves, and you can even see blood dripping. The world in winter has not become lifeless, I just saw it as it is. There is only a wasteland under this sky, and life is just the embellishment of desire. After the glitz, all that can be left is a wasteland.
The wind in December is about to blow away, and all the people are waiting for the winter to blow away. The poets are drunk and shouting, "If winter comes, can spring be far behind?" . But except me. No one, no one ever thought that the next spring would follow the next winter. I was born in summer, but I can only find my place in the snow in winter, because I no longer hope.
Can't see the so-called prosperity. This world, only my December, covers my lonely hut.
8. A good word for winter is at least 65,438+000 Melissa Zhou, proud of snow and frost, biting cold wind, whistling dripping into ice.
Breathing into frost, the snow is full of snow, the snow is flying, the cold wind is howling, goose feathers are in the snow, the snow is in the snow, and the snow is in the snow.
Aoshuang, cold wind, biting cold wind, whistling, dripping into ice, cold wind whistling in the cold winter.
Snow, Wan Li snow, thousands of miles of ice, snow, ice and snow, cold.
Cold winter, clear and clean, dripping into ice, snowflakes flying, the ice is full of snow, and winter is very cold.
The cold made the situation worse. Winter is spring and snow. Xia Yun is warm in winter and cool in summer. There is no winter and no summer.
In the winter of October and December, it is cold to send charcoal frost dew in the ice and snow. You know that frozen snow covers the sky with flying snow.
Frozen in water, frozen in ice, frozen in snow kiln, frozen in soil, frozen in ice and snow, frozen in winter.
Goose feather, heavy snow, heavy snow, heavy snow.
9. Ancient winter quatrains
Du Fu
Two orioles sing green willows,
A line of white dew rose to the sky.
The window contains autumn snow in Xiling,
Mambo Wu Dong Wan Li Ship.
Xue Jiang
liu zongyuan
There are no birds in the mountains,
A thousand roads without footprints.
A boat, a bamboo cloak,
An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.
Chinese plum
Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner.
Ling cold drives alone.
Even from a distance, they can't be mistaken for snow.
Because a fragrance comes with the breeze.
The owner of Furong Mountain is in every snow.
Liu Changqing
At sunset, the mountains look out,
The weather is cold and the house is poor.
Chai Men heard dogs barking,
Snowstorm returns at night.
Xue Jiang
liu zongyuan
Thousands of birds flew away,
A thousand roads without footprints.
A lone boat,
An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.
10. Poems about winter 1. For example, this winter, it was held in the west of the city.
(Du Fu: Military Vehicle Shop)' 2. Autumn moon on the ground, Han Xiuge in Dongling. (Tao Yuanming: Four Seasons) 3. The south neighbor is even more unforgettable, and the winter cloth has not been redeemed.
(Lu You: "October 28th is a storm") 4. Tonight is winter, and tomorrow is old. (Dong Sigong: "Shousui") 5. Ming Sheng has an autumn wind, buying wine and flying snow in winter.
(Wang Wei: Four Qi Poems) 6. When winter comes, all the flowers will disappear. (Chen Yi: Mei) 7. I don't know that the recent splash started first, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after the winter snow.
(Zhang Wei: "Early Plum") 8. It is foolish but precious for children to learn to be neighbors in winter. (Lu You: Autumn in the Suburb) 9. Every winter solstice in Handan, I always have a knee lamp.
(Bai Juyi: Homesickness from Winter to Day and Night) 10. The weather and personnel are urging each other, the winter solstice is sunny, and spring is coming again. (Du Fu: Xiaozhi) The north wind rolls white grass, and eight In the snow crosses the Tatar sky.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom. Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The bow became stiff and could hardly be pulled out, and all the iron clothes were cold. The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment. In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
It snows three times in winter, and farmers are happy for the New Year. I'm tired of Megan. Every one of us has to be in the barn.
It's amazing that boys can't get up because of the cold weather. There are tourists coming from the clouds and mushrooms in the basket.
The firewood is warm wine, and the mandarin fish is cooked. Guests also love cups and jars and think you have a cup to drink.
The mountain road is idle and the season is very cold. You can't invite each other on purpose, but if you are happy, you will have a rest in the sunshine of Huang Yun, and the north wind will blow snow after snow.
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you. The snow is pressing on Yunfei in winter, and the flowers will wither for a while. The high sky is rolling with a cold current, and the earth is slightly warm to send spring home, and the snow will welcome the spring. It's already a hundred feet of ice and beautiful flowers. Does it help you? .