The best thing is a little snow. Look, the dwarf pine trees on the mountain are getting darker and darker, with a bun of white flowers on the top of the tree, like a Japanese nurse. The top of the mountain is all white, giving the blue sky a silver edge. On the hillside, the snow is thicker in some places, and the grass is still exposed in some places; in this way, one part is white and the other is dark yellow, giving the mountains a floral dress with water patterns; look at it, this floral dress It seems to be blown by the wind, making you wish to see a little more beautiful mountain skin. When it was almost sunset, the yellowish sunshine slanted on the mountainside, and the thin snow seemed to suddenly become shy, revealing a slight pink color. It's just a light snowfall, Jinan can't stand heavy snowfall, those hills are too delicate.
Winter is here, and so is the cold wave. The goose-feather-like snow is flying all over the sky, and the whole world is dressed in white.
After bidding farewell to the autumn of abundant harvests, the winter of flying snowflakes has finally arrived.
It snowed, and pieces of snowflakes fell from the sky. After a while, the ground, trees, and roofs all turned white.
Spring mornings are warm, summer mornings are lively, autumn mornings are peaceful, but what about winter?
At dawn, I was walking on the 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 mist is floating on the water. I wanted to touch this strange fog, but it was like a naughty child, running away to the east and west...
The cold wind roared "whirring" and used its thick... His fingers grabbed the pedestrian's hair arbitrarily and pricked the pedestrian's skin like needles. Pedestrians had no choice but to button up their winter coats tightly, put their hands in their pockets, shrink their necks, and walk quickly. However, the pines and cypresses on both sides of the road stand upright in high spirits, proudly facing the wind, frost, rain and snow, inspiring people to move forward bravely.
The shops on the street have opened one after another. I didn't care to admire the dazzling array of goods or taste the mouth-watering food. I speeded up and went to school to find the winter morning.
The rising sun seemed to be rolling in the gray fog. I vaguely saw heads on the playground: one, two, three... The playground gradually became lively. Look, an old teacher is coming over there, and several young pioneers are saluting him. The old teacher is smiling and nodding...
There are four seasons in a year, and each season is different. There are different views, but my favorite is the majestic view in the winter 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 water, able to submerge everything, and there is a sense of nakedness like uncovering the hidden head and revealing the tail. The snowflakes have various shapes and are crystal clear, like warriors on an expedition, wearing silver armor, and like pieces of white war sails sailing on a long voyage...
The scenery in the snow is extremely magnificent, between heaven and earth. It was completely monochromatic, and only a piece of silver could be seen, as if the whole world was decorated with silver.
After the snow, the continuous white snow decorates the world. The green branches and jade leaves, the pink jade bricks, and the bright colors are really a gratifying scene of auspicious snow and a good year.
I love snow, I love snow scenes, 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.
As soon as autumn is over, it’s winter. Winter is the coldest season of the four seasons.
Winter has not arrived yet, but the weather is already extremely cold. The strong wind blew the trees this way and that, and the lowest temperature dropped to below zero. I was sleeping in bed at night and heard the wind blowing outside, like a tiger roaring. The strong wind made the windows of my house make a "bang bang" sound, which made it difficult for the elderly to sleep. The sound was so loud that it could wake up even sleeping people. I couldn't fall asleep for a long time, quietly listening to the wind roaring like a tiger... After a long, long time, I fell asleep in a daze.
When I got up in the morning, I walked outside the house. The wind was still blowing and showed no sign of decreasing. The wind was so strong that it almost knocked me down, making me almost unable to stand. At this time, my clothes made me look like a big fat man. Although I wore so many and thick clothes, the wind still penetrated my body vigorously. At this time, I saw pedestrians on the road all taking out various weapons to resist the cold, such as cotton coats, cotton coats, down jackets, scarves, hats... However, some people were still saying: "It's so cold, it's so cold." Dead!”
It’s already so cold before winter comes. If winter really comes, I don’t know how cold it will be! It might freeze people to death
I always feel that staying at home alone is boring and out of breath, so I went out for a walk with my grandma.
When I walked out the door, I couldn't help but take a breath of the air after the rain. The air was so fresh. I saw that the thorn tree flowers that were in full bloom last week were frightened by the cold wind and fell. The thorns of the wild roses in the community were not as strong as before. When I pressed the thorns, they fell off, and the pink petals also fell. Falling down one after another.
On the flower bed, dead leaves fell on it, turning into bowls of sweet spring water after the rain.
Walking on the Wutong Road, pieces of Wutong leaves were piled on the ground. The north wind blew, and they jumped onto the road like a group of naughty and cute little people. The north wind also jumped up and down in my clothes.
A few cypress trees next to the 576 station still stand upright without fear. They are so strong and tall. There are several chrysanthemums placed next to the school gate, which seem to add a bit of vitality to the deserted campus.
A few children were playing around the pool on the campus, and the elderly were sitting in groups of three and two by the pool, chatting about the past and the present. The water waves were rippling, reflecting the surrounding lights and making them sparkling.
When we came to the bamboo trees in the north of the mountain, we saw them standing resolutely on the grass. The north wind blew through, and they shook their heads, as if they were not afraid of the cold winter.
Unknowingly, I was standing in front of the door of our house. I was still looking at the beautiful scenery in winter and refused to look back...
Looking up, I saw dark blue The sky is so charming. There were bright little stars twinkling in the sky, and they gathered more and more, as if they were dancing on the blue carpet, and they seemed to be blinking and talking to me. ah! The night is so magical, the moon has just climbed up the treetops, giving off its bright light. At night, it seemed very quiet.
This is winter on campus, a beautiful and quiet winter.
Winter mornings are beautiful, if you don’t believe it, please take a look——
Every morning when I open the door and go out, the biting cold wind blows and hits me from time to time. . And, occasionally, naughty little snowflakes will fall down like a dance. There are all kinds of hexagonal snowflakes: some are like silver needles, some are like fallen leaves, and some are like scraps of paper... They are really beautiful. When it falls on the ground, it seems to be covered with a thick blanket; when it falls on a tree, it is like being dressed in silver; when it falls on a car, it is like a freshly baked cream cake. This beautiful snow scene immerses people in the fresh air. Everywhere is covered in silver, so beautiful.
However, what makes people feel the breath of winter first at home is the ice flowers on the windows. Some are like forests and full of mystery; some are like streams, as if they are quietly Flowing; some are like Santa Claus, seeming to come to deliver gifts to people... Miss Winter is so ingenious!
In the club, it was even more crowded and very lively. People are wearing thick cotton clothes, like cotton bags. They (she) performed morning exercises accompanied by beautiful music.
The artificial lake was covered with a thick layer of ice. Some naughty little students were playing and playing on the lake, and bursts of laughter could be heard from the lake from time to time. …
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.
Huh-huh-", the wind howled, the big trees swayed in the strong wind, and the branches were like wildly dancing whips whipping in the air.
Pine trees Standing greenly in the white snow, swaying with the biting northwest wind, making a sharp and piercing whistle, as if deliberately despising winter.
The sun has just arrived at 4 o'clock in the afternoon. It had put away its faint light, as if it was afraid of the cold, and hid in the clouds as thick as cotton.
In the twelfth lunar month of winter, snow blocked the windows, and the ice skates were like clear crystals. Small pillars were hung in rows on the eaves.
That winter, it was so cold that my nose hurt and my feet felt like two pieces of ice. The wind was blowing loudly. The bare trees, like bald old men, could not withstand the blow of the northwest wind and swayed in the cold wind.
This winter, the ground was frozen and cracked. , the light north wind is blowing like a knife, and heavy snow is flying all over the sky.
The sun in the middle of winter seems to be afraid of the cold, and the heat cannot escape even if we wear very thick clothes.
In the middle of winter, the north wind is fierce, silver-gray clouds are galloping in the sky, and the cold current is brewing. A heavy snow is brewing.
The whole world is frozen for thousands of miles. There was only a big refrigerator, the mountains were shaking with cold, the river was freezing, and the air seemed to be freezing.
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 was excruciating.
In the winter, "holes as big as a needle's nose and a big wind" poured in through the broken windows.
The branches of the dead trees were blown by the cold wind. Swaying like bony hands towards the sky.
In the cold winter, the river has changed from its usual liveliness and seems to be sleeping peacefully.
The cold wind is like thousands of people. The steel cone was driven straight into the seams of my bones, which made me shiver with cold.
It was just after 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun had already put away its faint light, as if it was afraid of the cold. As if hiding in the clouds as thick as cotton tires
On a cold winter night, the wind stopped, but the snow fell even harder. In this windless snowy night, the small mountain village was filled with sounds. It was completely silent, and I could only hear the rustle of the dense goose feather snow falling on the ground...
The cold wind was blowing, and the bare trees looked like bald old men. Living in the northwest wind, swaying in the cold wind
Winter has an otherworldly beauty.
Everything in the vast sky and earth is white. Occasionally dotted with a few red plums, it feels even more unique. No matter what, it reveals its light and pure main tone.
Winter is a cold season, brewing a silver dream.
The sun in the middle of winter seems to be afraid of the cold. Wearing very thick clothes, the heat cannot escape.
The straight cement road has been covered with a long white carpet, so pure and crystal clear that you really can’t bear to step on it.
In early winter, like a beautiful, noble and reserved princess, dancing with her magical veil, sending bursts of biting cold wind.
As soon as winter comes, all the trees fall asleep and sleep soundly until spring when the branches are covered with green leaves.
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 also turns into There were puffs of white smoke.
Nine cold days have passed, thousands of miles frozen. The whole world has become a big refrigerator, the mountains are shaking with cold, the rivers are frozen stiff, and the air seems to be solidifying.