Peeping at everything, I suddenly found a light snow floating in the air. Anhui is originally a snowy place. The sun went down and everything became a world of snow. It fell quietly, and I watched it quietly. Everything is so harmonious and peaceful. Everything is wrapped in silver, showing a charming gesture.
I like winter very much, since I was a child. There is no reason to like playing like a child.
Winter is an open-minded, cheerful and selfless season. Countless years have passed, everything has entered the winter, and we can get rid of the beauty of spring, the competition in summer, the fatigue in autumn and the leisure in winter. Kindness Due to the embellishment of winter, the retreat of this species has decreased. Everything is protected by winter. Isn't Liu more graceful under the tempering of winter? Don't fish enjoy cutting the hard thin ice? Dig that circle of frozen soil, isn't that tender root bud nurtured by winter? Without tempering, how can there be towering trees in the future? How can there be a hundred flowers in the future without tempering? Without tempering, how can a group of fish jump together in the future? Without tempering, how can there be shadows in the future?
I reached out and took the snowflake, and its crystal clear appearance was very attractive. I sighed at all this.
Describe the coming of winter composition 2 With the end of the school autumn sports meeting, a farewell ceremony was held in autumn. Before the trees in the street could take off their green skirts, the temperature suddenly dropped and the drizzle turned into snowflakes. The falling snowflakes pressed against the struggling green, forcing them to turn yellow and throw them into the street one by one. The trees have been depressed and the appearance of winter has been edited.
You have to admire that nature is a great fashion designer, and the masterpieces corresponding to the seasons are so reasonable. Don't say how much you love spring, summer and autumn, and you won't cancel your winter trip because of your likes and dislikes. No matter how picky the earth people are, it is hard to find the problem of too many colors in autumn and winter.
Mother became very sensitive to the weather forecast and people became nagging. Every morning before going to school, she stood at the door like a supervisor, feeling whether your clothes were thickened, whether you wore a scarf around your neck, and whether your low-waisted sneakers were replaced with high-waisted sandwich shoes. You can't compare with her concern. Because she is always reasonable, and you are speechless.
The geothermal heat in the house still doesn't burn. My mother changed the pajamas of the whole family from thin to thick and then to cotton, but she still couldn't feel the warmth. The temperature at home is low. People catch a cold, and it costs a sum of money to take injections and medicines. Mom has calculated the economic account, and now electricity is cheaper than gas. Mother made a quick decision and bought a radiator. Geothermal low-temperature operation is adopted at home, combined with intermittent use of electric heaters, and the effect is really good. Solved the problem of family heating, and my health insurance is still in the headlines of family daily. I slipped out of the house without my mother noticing. But don't take any chances. Sneaking out of the house doesn't mean you're out of mom's strict supervision. Mom's phone will call when you are proud, asking item by item how your warm-keeping work is going.
I dare not say that I am the happiest person in early winter, but at least I can prove that my mother and I are following the trend of winter, dancing with winter and dancing with a girl's personality. Han Xing winked at me: Who said no? ...
Describe the coming of winter composition 3 Looking forward to, looking forward to, the melody of winter is ringing, and my brother's footsteps are approaching. The mountains are white and the trees are silver.
In order to welcome Brother Dong, it began to snow. You see, snowflakes fall from the sky in different ways: some fly gently and slowly like butterflies; Some are like naughty children, they are playing and slapping; Others are like a quiet little girl, relaxing slowly by herself. Looking from a distance, a gust of wind blew, and the snow was like Shi Shuo Xin Yu.
Just like "catkins are not caused by the wind", it welcomes the arrival of spring. Snow falls on the trees, and the scenery is like a fairyland of "like spring breeze, coming at night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees". Look closely, snowflakes are fine. Reach out your hand, the snowflake falls on your hand, and the coolness goes straight from your palm to your heart. Until that moment, I didn't know what it meant to be relaxed and happy. When I close my eyes, I seem to have come to heaven. There is snow under the blue sky, and I am lying among the flowers.
Brother Dong naughtily let the temperature drop sharply, but the plum blossoms were in full bloom against the cold. You see, its five red petals are redder, more beautiful and more firm. The yellow flower buds exude charming fragrance, as Mei wrote, "It is not the snow that comes from afar, but the fragrance that comes from afar".
Regardless of the cold created by Dongge, people began to work hard: the farmer's uncle also went out of the field and began to work hard; Construction workers also re-entered the field and began to work hard; The children are at home, too. Study hard.
Winter is lovely and beautiful; Is pure, pure; It inspires people to stick to it! I love you, Dong!
Describing the coming of winter Composition 4 Autumn girl left the world with light steps, and grandpa came to the world with stumbling steps in winter, smoothing his beard.
Grandpa Sun was lazy when he heard that Grandpa Dong had come to the world. He is no longer as diligent as before. He is always muddling along. I used to get up at six or seven to give sunshine to people, but now I show my face at nine. He is very stingy, just standing in the distance and looking at us coldly.
When Beifeng heard that Grandpa Dong came to the world, he was no longer as stingy as before, but became enthusiastic. Even if there were only a few leaves on the tree, it would blow them off with a whoosh, but it still wouldn't give up. The whoosh blew them into the corner, which made the leaves very happy, because they were about to hang up the dishes and talked about their farewell whispers. The bare branches trembled and said, "Woohoo, my baby leaves!" " We won't meet until next year. "Only pine trees and cypresses are still there.
Small animals heard that Grandpa Dong was coming, birds and geese all went to the south, and some who were not afraid of the cold spent the winter here. Frogs can't come to the concert in the pond anymore, but they just hide in their nests and dare not come out. Small fish can no longer spit bubbles on the river, but can only be alone in the cold water.
Grandpa Dong thinks the world is too monotonous and deserted, so he gives presents to children. It snowed heavily, and adults were afraid to come out, but the children were happily making snowmen and having snowball fights outside.
Grandpa Dong looked at the children and smiled happily.
Describing that winter has come, composition 5 Half of the yellow leaves have fallen, and I hear the sound of life withering. Yes, the geese flew south again, leaving only dead branches on the branches, and the spring water gradually dried up, and the chill came quietly. All this tells me that winter is coming.
I like winter. She carries a lot of memories, which are mixed with countless youth and countless vicissitudes.
Winter in the south comes a little late, maybe it's just that the temperature drops too slowly. Whenever this season, there will always be many inexplicable feelings. I don't know if this is the so-called maturity, or if the feelings are somewhat hypocritical. In winter, I always hope to be cold, so cold that it can snow. The next scene will remind me.
It snowed in those days, although it was very cold, but my heart was always warm.
When winter comes, everything on the tree is bare. Only rabbits are running in the fields. When students go to school in the morning, the sun hasn't come out yet, and it's too cold to get up. Swallows have already flown south, and only ugly crows are croaking. The pine and cypress are covered with silver frost. The field is empty and far away, and only wheat seedlings are lying in the snow. The students were wearing thick clothes and wrapped their faces in scarves, only their eyes were exposed. The exhaled air frosted their eyelashes, and several pine cones on the pine tree were shaken by the wind.
I like snow for many reasons. Snow always reminds me of many beautiful past events. I'm afraid of cold, too. In the days in the south, I put on my winter clothes earlier than others and look forward to the arrival of winter. Maybe I am used to the old way of life, even if the weather is not very cold.
Whenever it snows, I will think of many people, many remaining fragments, in those golden years. That winter, my classmates and I went crazy in the snow. That winter, I lived with my classmates without reservation. That winter, although I didn't work hard, the general rule was still very substantial.
After dusk, the lights were scattered among the lush branches and leaves, reflecting a little starlight. Mulberry fields in the gullies of the sea have long been the story of Shahuang yesterday. ...
Describe that winter is coming. Winter is a mirror on a cold night, revealing a trace of cold. In this season, the impression is always particularly deep.
If someone asks me what kind of season I like, I will not hesitate to answer: "winter."
I don't know why, I'm always curious about winter, and I always have special feelings for winter. I don't understand my curiosity about winter, but I feel that I am inexplicably tied to it by the lifeline. It is like a magnet, and I am just a ball of light. As soon as it comes near, I will be held back by it. But when it passed by, I lost my life and could only be like a deflated ball. Maybe because I was born in winter, I should like winter. But I am always confused about it, and I will be touched inexplicably in winter.
In my opinion, winter is the peak of memory, and in winter, I will always be inexplicably pulled up by the rope to remember the gear. This fallacy of mine was confirmed by my friend. So in winter, I pay special attention to everything. In winter, my mood is always heavy, especially when the weather is bad, but occasionally I will be happy. In winter, sometimes I don't know. In winter, I always feel dizzy. It may be a day of hibernation. But I don't want to give up my life. It is a waste to spend such a beautiful day in a deep sleep without feeling it, so I will not be reconciled. After all, there is only one winter in a year. But there is no good pastime in winter, because I always meditate. However, sometimes new discoveries are made in meditation.
I like winter very much, but it always seems like a dream to me. Dreams start in autumn and wake up in spring. Late autumn unconsciously enters winter, and then unconsciously enters winter and spring. I always feel that winter passes quickly, but I try to remember, but there is nothing particularly happy.
Winter is such a season that I can't understand, a season that makes me have special feelings for it.
Describe that winter is coming. Winter has come, and it seems that a snow-white quilt has fallen in the sky and scattered lightly on the ground. Suddenly, the earth became a world of snow. People on the roadside wear cotton-padded jackets, trousers and snow boots. They wrapped themselves up for fear that the cold wind would sneak in. But the children are very happy to have snowball fights and make snowmen in the snow. Winter is really interesting!
Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, becoming more and more exquisite. I ran out of the room and came to the snow. The twig on the roof said to me, "It's really cold this winter. We are covered with snow everywhere. Let's play together! " "So I quickly climbed up the tree and wanted to play with the branches. But some snow on the tree suddenly fell. If it hits me, I will turn into ice at once!
At this time, a small snowflake fell on my hand and melted in my hand for a second. I thought to myself, "if only little snowflake could talk to me!" " "Suddenly, the little snowflake seemed to say to me," I can talk, but I'm sure it will melt soon, so I can't continue to accompany you. "
I said, "even if you can only accompany me for a second, I will always miss you!" " "As soon as the words were finished, the little snowflake melted. I cried sadly, and my mother ran out to comfort me and said, "don't be sad, there are many small snowflakes here." You can make friends with them. "I thought," Yes! I can also make friends with other little snowflakes. "
So, I ran to the wider snow with lightning speed, and my mother said, "Don't run too far!" " "In this way, I became friends with other little snowflakes, and more and more friends!
I am so happy in winter, I like winter!
When a golden leaf outside the window turned into a dancing butterfly, I knew that Miss Qiu had quietly left and winter was coming.
Stepping out of the house, the falling snow fell on my head and reached out. A few cold snowflakes fell on my palm. Soon, the little snow flower was melted by the temperature of my palm, and a few drops of water fell from my palm. The snow is still falling, adding a mystery to this beautiful village and putting on a silver dress for this beautiful land. Looking at the mountains in the distance, the green color is almost buried by snow, and you can see a little green in a vague way. Snow is a symbol of winter. Looking at the heavy snow all over the sky, I can't help but think of the little life under the snow. They must be thinking about how to thrive in spring. China has experienced so many ups and downs in 20xx, and China will certainly survive the disaster in 20xx.
Walking on a small road in the country, raindrops as big as beans suddenly fell from the sky, and my sister and I were on our way home. What shall we do? It's raining harder and harder, and there is no shelter along the way. The rain pattered on the ground, and we ran as fast as we could, and the ground was full of water. Vaguely, in the distance, an old man with a cow and a big black umbrella came towards us. Just as we were about to turn to the front intersection, the old man stopped us: "son, you didn't bring an umbrella, did you?" I'll lend it to you. " At that time, I was grateful and wanted to get it, but I thought about it: the old man will get wet, so forget it! I want to say thank you, but the old man insisted on giving it to me, saying, "Grandpa is in good health, you are still young!" " Don't get sick, take it! "After grandpa's repeated" request ",I finally accepted. When we held up the umbrella and watched the old man holding the cow's back, I shed tears ... winter is really beautiful, and the true feelings in winter are even more beautiful!
The scenery in winter is beautiful: the snow is so pure and flawless, but the true feelings echo in this beautiful winter. ...