European snow poems

1. What beautiful foreign poems describe snow? ) Winter morning, Russian Pushkin Alexander sergeyevich Pushkin, what a beautiful day! This is frost and the sun; The weather is fine! Are you still dozing off, my beautiful friend-it's time, you are still dozing off, my friend-Beauty, wake up: But, dear Beauty, it's time to open your closed eyes and have a sweet dream, wake up, your eyes will never tire of seeing Leona in the north, from luxury power to star, making you a star in the north! Northern Lights-Become the North Star! Last night, do you still remember the roar of snow, the evening before-do you still remember that smoke swept through the chaotic sky; The snowstorm is angry. A layer of mist enveloped the foggy sky; The moon is like a pale spot. A yellow moon passes through the dark clouds, and you sit there sadly. Through the veil of the dark clouds, you sit sadly.

Now ... look out of the window: Today, let's look out of the window-under the blue sky, snow is covered with magnificent blue sky, like a carpet in Zhang Huali, as beautiful as a carpet, shining in the sun; The brightness of the sun is sparkling; The shining forest is black, and the only black is the clarity of the forest; ; Fir trees shoot green with frost, fir trees wear frost green, and the river shines on the bottom of the water. The river glitters under the ice. Amber lit up the whole room.

All the rooms are filled with amber light. The warm fireplace makes a pleasant sound. Cracking happily. Think about it, lie on the warm kang and think about how happy it would be.

Lying on the stove bench. If but tell me: can we try to ride a brown mare? Put that chestnut mare on the sleigh? What's your wish? Dear friends, when we slide on the snow in the early morning, we will be eager to finish the journey of the horses we remember and visit the open fields. Visit the open fields and forests. Not long ago, it was a lush forest. Officially, it was rich and dense. It was my closest riverside. Such a lovely shore for my heart. Chinese translation Ge Baoquan translation English translation lyudmila Purgina Blow, blow, the wind of ancient winter is not afraid of the wind of winter. British Shakespeare William Shakespeare is not afraid of the cold winter wind, blow, blow, your winter wind is not strong at all, and you are not so heartless; Human ingratitude; Although it is qi, its teeth are not sharp, because you can't see it, and neither can the wind.

Although your breathing is rude. Hey hey hey! Sing a song for Holly: Hi-ho! Sing hi-ho! To Green Holly: Friendship is futile, and love is crazy. Most friendships are fake, and most love is just stupid; Hey, Holly. So, hey ho! Holly. Coke is only for life.

This life is very happy. Don't worry about the ice and snow, freezing, freezing, your bitter sky, its cold is still hard to reach, and the least biting voice is ungrateful; When the benefits are forgotten: the wind wrinkles the clear pool water, and it is more difficult to donate old friends than your thorns are not so sharp. Friendship won't remember. Ha ha! Sing a song for Holly: Hi-ho! Sing hi-ho! To Green Holly: Friendship is futile, and love is crazy.

Most friendships are fake, and most love is just stupid; Hey, Holly. So, hi-ho! Holly. Coke is only for life. This life is very happy. You: [Old English] You are: [Old English] Yours: [Old English] You are not: [Old English] You don't bend water: you wrinkle water, and the normal word order is that you bend water.

2. Jean Carriè re L 'Epervier de Maheux, Foreign Works Describing Snow 1972 Gonger Prize for Literature, The Eagle of Maher.

A lot of snow, the whole article is snow.

This novel is quite excellent, but few people mention it.

& amplt; Snow country. This is true, but personally, Kawabata Yasunari is a bit inferior in describing the snow scene. The snow in the snow country is tiny, fragile, sensitive and beautiful, while the snow in Ma E's eagle is overwhelming, desperate, miserable, hellish and inescapable. In a word, the living conditions of human beings cannot be changed.

It depends on the questioner's preference, whether he likes beautiful and illusory snow or snow burning like real and cruel blood.

There is also a novel by Jack London. I forgot the specific name. This is his most famous novel, and there is a lot of snow. The main characters are several wolves.

Junichiro Tanizaki &; lt; Fine snow Of course, it is also good. Among the masterpieces named after Si Nuo, this novel is no better than &; lt; Snow country. However, the poor snow has not been described too much.

Si Nuo _ Rilke

All the rivers in autumn converge overnight.

Peak.

The awakened king of the forest flew into a rage and the sky darkened.

A slow sleepless night covered up the wronged body.

The milky way drops stars from all directions.

The sterilized riverbed beats the heart of the earth.

Bring prophecy and prayer

The harsh cry of birds can penetrate it.

Let the world go deep under our feet

In autumn, all the rivers converge at the top of the mountain.

God lives in heaven and commands it.

Personally, I think that foreign translated poems lack charm, which is far less than "a hundred mountains without birds, a thousand paths without footprints, a small boat, a bamboo cloak, fishing alone in the cold mountains and snow"

Laoshe's winter in Jinan is particularly cold this winter, and the snow is more than two feet thick.

When I get up in the morning, the air door won't open. And the big dark clouds in the sky, like tiles, are stacked together.

The snow is still falling, as if God really wants to fill the space between heaven and earth. The mountain is covered with a thick white quilt, and the sky and the earth are connected together, which is strange and beautiful in white.

Feng Deying's "Bitter Cabbage Flower" snow is like small silver beads, like raindrops, like catkins and poplars, which hangs a white canopy for us. Looking up through the sparse snow curtain, the tall buildings in the distance are vaguely like fog and clouds, which are particularly beautiful.

When I stepped on the wet road, a garrulous and proud voice came from my ear: "Look, I'm coming." Pan's Ah Snow White is gloomy, and snowflakes are flying in groups.

This is a desolate winter world, covered with white and soft snow, which seems rich and warm ... At this time, every tree is covered with snow, which is really "like a strong wind in spring, blowing at night and blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees". Zong Pu's red bean snowflakes are falling quietly in Chun Xue.

Snowflakes flying all over the sky, one after another, like dandelions all over the sky, and like countless young and indescribable lives, tremble, fluctuate and ripple in the boundless night sky. The expression is so pleasant and the change is so magical.

Jing Tian seems to feel that there is a big white wing hidden on the earth. Before you know it, it is a vast expanse of whiteness. ..... There is no chill in the warm Chun Xue, but the leisurely snowflakes bring poetic tranquility to this early spring night.

Yuji's snowflakes are floating quietly, smokers in half the city, and there are still some unfinished Chun Xue on the uneven roof tiles ... What's more, there are mountains with tall white hats far and near, two towers that stand by and watch the landscape, and rivers that flow back to the east, west and south of Lanxi County, which clearly show the snow scene in the south of the Yangtze River. Yu Dafu's Run Out On the day of heavy snow, it snowed heavily. I remember when oranges were around, she liked snow best. She said that rain can purify the world and snow can purify the world.

Indeed, the snow in the country is beautiful! When the heavy snow poured silently from the leaden sky, I stood side by side in front of the door with orange shavings, and my mood was as quiet as falling snow. Almost at the same time, we remembered Xie Daowen's famous sentence "If catkins don't rise because of the wind".

Although it has become a masterpiece of thousands of people, I still think this analogy is a bit far-fetched. How can catkins compare with goose feather and heavy snow? It is better to describe snow with pear flowers. Maybe all the metaphors are lame. Silver is like snow, but snowflakes are like silver, but its degradation ... I think the snow mentioned by oranges can purify the world, which is very insightful: after the heavy snow, we walked outside the village, all of which were dazzling and boundless: tan roofs, dilapidated walls, messy fields, dry and bare branches, and a mess. Li Ruqing's "Field of Life and Death" swept Shan Ye and villages with snowflakes, shaking ancient trees, knocking down people's doors and windows, tearing off a large number of thatched houses and lifting them into the air, scattering cold snowflakes into people's houses and growling with strange voices on the bare treetops, as if everything in the world was its submission.

Jun Qing's "party member Registration Form" saw more and more snowflakes falling like salt powder in the morning, and finally turned into a vortex of goose feather and heavy snow, and Moscow became a silvery white world. Several black cars, covered with snowflakes, seemed to be small black beetles trapped in salt piles.

There are only clusters of small birch trees, and this famous cold-resistant tree is still strong and straight. Although it also wears an ice cap, it still retains its majestic appearance. The wind blew, they swayed, and the snowflakes kept falling. Qin Mu's "Snow and Haze in Europe" In the early morning of the next day, there were snowflakes in the sky and Shan Ye was white.

Early winter snowflakes with moist smell floated on the trees by the roadside. In several places, the branches of crisp poplars were crushed by snow.

Feeding birds spread their wings and jumped among the trees, shaking off the snow on the branches. Several desolate mountain villages nearby were all buried in the snow, and the distant peaks turned gray in the diffuse snow smoke; No matter how far away, melting in the foggy space, it will also become confused.

Zhou Libo's "golden ring" is getting heavier and heavier, and the snow curtain spreads among the mountains. Around the peak, like an iceberg, on the edge of the black sky floor, carved into a zigzag.

Knee-high snow filled the valley, covered the ridge and the trench, and got a quiet and pleasing picture, which was then torn apart by the Siberian wind. It roared like a charge, lifted the snow curtain at will, swooped down on the Woods and ravines ... Polo leaves screamed miserably; Leopards and wolves also howl because of hunger and cold.

Luo's On the Border is covered with goose feathers and heavy snow. Snowflakes jump on the window glass like butterflies, bump into the glass, and then fly to one side. (Su) Kochetov's "Mr. and Mrs. Jourbin" is full of snow and snow. Snowflakes are flying in the air like broken cotton wool and falling aimlessly everywhere.

There is a white road at the foot of the wall on the left and right sides, which seems to leave two wide sides for the stone road full of cement in the middle. There are pedestrians and sedan chairs carried by two people in the street.

They can't fight snow and show signs of shrinking. Snowflakes are falling more and more, and white covers the sky everywhere, falling on umbrellas, on the top of sedan chairs, on the hats of sedan chairs, and on the faces of pedestrians.

The wind played with the umbrella and blew it apart, even blowing it out of the hands of pedestrians once or twice. The wind whistling in the air, its voice piercing, mixed with the footsteps in the snow, became a strange music. The music stung the ears of pedestrians, as if to warn them that ice and snow will rule the world for a long time and the bright spring will not come back.

Ba Jin's "home" growled like a dragon, venting everything he could touch.

4. There are many poems about snow, such as: a boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in a cold river-snow-Zongyuan, the north wind rolled white grass and broke them, In the snow crossed the sky of Tatar-Tang's "Bai Xuege" sent Tian Shuji Wu home, and then he disappeared around the corner. Leave the horse in the snow-Tang Censhen sent the judge back to Beijing with snow songs, and the snow fell on Yuanmen one after another. Our red flag can't fly in the wind because of the cold —— Bai Xuege Farewell to Tian Wu Wu's Home written by Tang, and we watched him go eastward to the tower gate and enter the snow drift on Tianfeng Road —— Bai Xuege Farewell to Tian Wu Wu's Home written by Tang, the scenery in the north was frozen for thousands of miles, while the snow in Wan Li drifted —— the snow in the spring snow in modern Qinyuan had no time to spring, so it was flying among the trees in the courtyard ——— Tang Hanyu Chun Xue San. Snow loses its fragrance to plum blossoms-Mei Po's Notice No.1, the north wind blows snow at the beginning of the fourth watch, Jiarui Tianjiao and the beginning of the year-Song's Night Snow, Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow returns to people at night-Liu Tang Changqing's Snow House Furong Mountain Master, the flag is dark and the wind is noisy-Tang Yangjiong's Snow at Night.

5. Five beautiful sentences about snow. Who will cut down a pile of snow on the ground and carve it into this smallpox-Tang Hanyu's Two Poems of Li Hua. Six flying flowers came into the room and sat and watched the green bamboo become beautiful branches-winter snow in Snow by Tang Gao Pian-like spring breeze, the petals of ten thousand pear trees were blown open at night.

Winter plum-not bitter cold, won the plum blossom. Winter scenery-the shore has been paved with wax, and the mountains are cold.

Winter night-at the age of 20, all flowers are picked, and the winter night is seriously withered. The winter wind-falling snow in the distance, rustling and drying the smoke.

Winter-amber Zhuhai sticks to snow, palm brooms sweep clouds. Winter thinking-four years old is cold, and then you know Bai Wu.

Winter hunting-bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot wolves at the end. Winter sorrow-where is the home of Qinling Mountains, and the snow is holding the green horse back.

Winter trip-grass withered eagle eye disease, snow exhausted horseshoe light. Winter hate-lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream.

Ancient poems describing winter and famous sentences describing winter rain and snow are as follows: the appearance of snow; Speaking of which, it is still "gone with the wind". Hey; The heat of the sun.

Yue: Auxiliary words have no substantive meaning. The Book of Songs Xiaoya Jiaogong The cold wind destroyed trees and caused severe frost. Lan Han Yuefu's ancient poem "Ancient Poems for Jiao Zhongqing's Wife" was sad at the end of the year, and it was snowing in the sun.

There is no hope in my ears, but clean sadness in my eyes: cold and cold. Mimi: Dark.

H: a little less. Objective: what that eye can see.

Hao: White. Tao Jin Yuanming's "Written in mid-December of Guimao Year, Respecting from My Brother" can be simulated, but if catkins rise with the wind, Xie Daowen's "Poetry on Snow": "What is snow like? The air difference of salting can be simulated, but if the catkins rise with the wind. "

The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong: the north wind. Strengths: violence.

Sadness: biting. Xie Lingyun in the Southern Song Dynasty, "When the wind blows, it snows everywhere: the window.

Wind scares bamboo: Snow in the wind hits bamboo, making a rustling sound. Wang Tangwei's "A Winter Night's Record of Hu Jushi's Home" is unknown. It is suspected that the court opened last night: the snow fell in the courtyard.

Tang Song Wenzhi's Snow in the Garden Should Be Made was swallowed up by the sound of water and ice, but the sand road was covered with snow. Liu Tang Changqing's "Appreciating Zhang Xia's Bitterness and Cold Work on the Way Home on a Snowy Night" has a clear path of green vines and snow peaks. Tang Li Bai's Winter Returning to the Old Mountain is white and cold, and snowflakes are as big as hands. Tang Li Bai's satirizing Wang Liyang's refusal to drink Yanshan snowflakes were as big as seats and blew down Xuanyuantai. Tang Li Bai's "Popular North" is full of clouds at dusk, and the snow dance is empty: the wind is swaying.

First frost in Dufu's "Making Snow" in Tang Dynasty is in rags, so he can't point it directly: his fingers are stiff. Tang Du Fu's "Singing 500 Words from Beijing to Fengxian": Clouds and gulls dance more, geese fly against the wind, and there is no line: there is no line.

Tang Du Fu's "Sending Grandson Home in Winter" is short in cold weather, calm in wind and waves, and light in clouds. Tang Du Fu's "Nostalgia in Gongan County" scattered on the bamboo, and the snow scattered in the mountains. Tang Han's "Chu's main office meeting is over, and the money is spent." (One in Zhang Jishi) Who will carve the snow on the ground? Who will cut the snow on the flat ground into this smallpox? "

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

Don Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue won't be killed in winter, so why kill it in spring? It's harsh and bleak. Tang Luwen's "Germinating Pujinguan River Zuo Ting" is cold and blue, and the north wind is called withered mulberry.

Thick ice without crack, short day cold light: the wind is like a roar. Meng Jiao's "Song of Bitterness and Cold" only saw the dark clouds on the ridge and the rocks falling like snow, which was shocking.

Thousands of peaks have thousands of Yushu trees and thousands of pines. When Tang Yuanzhen's "South Qin Xue" entered the room, I sat and watched the bamboo turn into six branches: the snowflake was hexagonal, so it was called "six out". Qiongzhi: Bamboo branches are covered with snow like white jade.

Tang Gao's "Welcome to Snow" knows that the night snow is heavy and the bamboo is broken. Tang Bai Juyi's "Night Snow" says: "I am shocked by the cold, and I see the window bright. I know it snows heavily at night, and I hear the sound of bamboo folding. "

Spinning the bead curtain over the powder wall is lighter than catkin and heavier than frost. Tang Li Shangyin's "Two Songs on Snow" all the springs are frozen, and I sing it more bitter when I am cold: the springs are blocked because of freezing, because they are described as sobs.

Yin: Singing. Liu Tang Jia's Ode to Bitterness and Cold: "I sing cold more seriously when the spring is frozen and swallowed.

Leaning against Qiao Song in the middle of the night, I felt covered with snow. "Three million jade dragon, broken bones flying. Yulong: Describe flying snow.

Broken scales: describe snowflakes flying, such as scales falling one after another. Song Huzai's last episode, Tiaoxi Fishing in Conghua, quoted Bird's poem "Snow" from Xiqing Poetry Talk, which is not thousands of miles away and selfless in the world: Yu.

Huang Yuan Geng's "Snow" stream is not suitable for snow, the mountains are frozen, but the clouds are clear. Hong Sheng's Snow Watch Responder: Perfect Footsteps —— Assistant Level 2 10-23 14:59 For ancient poems and famous sentences describing winter, see Rain and Snow. Speaking of which, it is still "gone with the wind". Hey; The heat of the sun.

Yue: Auxiliary words have no substantive meaning. The Book of Songs Xiaoya Jiaogong The cold wind destroyed trees and caused severe frost. Lan Han Yuefu's ancient poem "Ancient Poems for Jiao Zhongqing's Wife" was sad at the end of the year, and it was snowing in the sun.

There is no hope in my ears, but clean sadness in my eyes: cold and cold. Mimi: Dark.

H: a little less. Objective: what that eye can see.

Hao: White. Tao Jin Yuanming's "Written in mid-December of Guimao Year, Respecting from My Brother" can be simulated, but if catkins rise with the wind, Xie Daowen's "Poetry on Snow": "What is snow like? The air difference of salting can be simulated, but if the catkins rise with the wind. "

The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong: the north wind. Strengths: violence.

Sadness: biting. Xie Lingyun in the Southern Song Dynasty, "When the wind blows, it snows everywhere: the window.

Wind scares bamboo: Snow in the wind hits bamboo, making a rustling sound. Wang Tangwei's "A Winter Night's Record of Hu Jushi's Home" is unknown. It is suspected that the court opened last night: the snow fell in the courtyard.

Tang Song Wenzhi's Snow in the Garden Should Be Made was swallowed up by the sound of water and ice, but the sand road was covered with snow. Liu Tang Changqing's "Appreciating Zhang Xia's Bitterness and Cold Work on the Way Home on a Snowy Night" has a clear path of green vines and snow peaks. Tang Li Bai's Winter Returning to the Old Mountain is white and cold, and snowflakes are as big as hands. Tang Li Bai's satirizing Wang Liyang's refusal to drink Yanshan snowflakes were as big as seats and blew down Xuanyuantai. Tang Li Bai's "Popular North" is full of clouds at dusk, and the snow dance is empty: the wind is swaying.

First frost's clothes in Dufu's "Piling Snow" in Tang Dynasty are torn, and his fingers are not straight: they are stiff.

6. Poetry about Northeast Snow Poetry about Northeast Snow:

1, northland scenery, thousands of miles of ice, Wan Li snow. Mao Zedong's Qin Yuan Chun Xue (Modern)

2, in the snow every year, I often get drunk with plum blossoms. Qingpingle Niannian Li Xue Qing Zhao (Song)

3. Sunset poems are full of snow all day, which is very beautiful in spring. (Song) Xue Mei II

4, no snow and no spirit, snow and no poetry. (Song) Xue Mei II

5. Abandoned in the dust in the northeast, wandering between heaven and earth in the southwest. Wandering in the towers and terraces of the Three Gorges, Wuxi Clothes Yunshan. The barbarian who finally serves the ruler is unreliable, and the wandering poet laments that the times have no chance to come back. Yu Xin's life is the most miserable, and his poems in his later years caused a sensation in the north and south of the country. -Du Fu, five epic poems, the first part.

6, the white horse came from the northeast, empty saddle with double arrows. Poor Mamalang, I don't know who I am today. In the near future, the Lord will kill and in the middle of the night, he will fight. Many people died in confusion and cried like tears. -"White Horse" Du Fu

7. Good sentences describing snow. Snow is light, light and white.

As light as goose feathers. Gently, gently, fluttering in the wind.

Like naughty children, they play on the road and talk to their partners. Maybe with his own dream, just like this, he fell down.

Si Nuo is an excellent dancer. No accompaniment, no cheers.

She dances in a white dress, and sometimes she dances "Little Swan Dance" and "Nutcracker" with her partner ... I don't know who is so careful. In order to set off her slim figure, she chose blue as the background of the stage and spread a blue carpet on the stage. Lanterns are sometimes set to passionate red and sometimes to cool colors.

Si Nuo has many fans. When the snow began to dance, millions of people in Qian Qian looked up and noticed. After the dance, the snow was tired, and it fell on the roof, on the trees, on the flowers, and on the hands of the children.

The child's palm has temperature. Snow melts into a drop of water.

The child smiled and wiped it off, and then went to pick up another piece of snow. Snowflakes falling to the ground is also a scene.

If you look around like this, the world will turn white, and the sky seems to be connected with the house, with no hierarchy and only one side. Like an ink painting, with a few strokes, the snow is painted in various shapes.

Simple and clear, it is not slow at all, but it embodies the tenderness and charm of snow everywhere. Everything in the world is catching up with the popularity of snow, put on snow clothes.

Snow is also a gift from heaven to children. "Making Lohan" and "Shaping Angels" are children's favorite games at this time.

Snow is like yarn, so transparent and pure white, but the yarn is not as smooth as snow, and there is no pink tenderness revealed by snow under white. The best thing about snowing is a little light snow.

You see, the dwarf pine on the mountain is getting darker and darker, and there is a bun of white flowers on the top of the tree, like a Japanese wet nurse. The top of the mountain is all white, and there is a silver edge on the blue sky.

On the hillside, there is thick snow in some places, and grass color is still exposed in some places; In this way, one is white, the other is dark yellow, and the mountain is covered with a floral dress with water patterns; Looking at it, this floral dress seems to be blown by the wind, which makes you want to see more beautiful goatskin. When the sun goes down, the yellowish sunshine is obliquely sprinkled on the hillside, and the Bo Xue seems to suddenly blush with shame, showing a little pink.

It's just a light snow. Jinan can't stand heavy snow. Those hills are so fragile! Laoshe's winter in Jinan is particularly cold this winter, and the snow is more than two feet thick. When I get up in the morning, the air door won't open.

And the big dark clouds in the sky, like tiles, are stacked together. The snow is still falling, as if God really wants to fill the space between heaven and earth.

The mountain is covered with a thick white quilt, and the sky and the earth are connected together, which is strange and beautiful in white. Feng Deying's "Bitter Cabbage Flower" snow is like small silver beads, like raindrops, like catkins and poplars, which hangs a white canopy for us.

Looking up through the sparse snow curtain, the tall buildings in the distance are vaguely like fog and clouds, which are particularly beautiful. When I stepped on the wet road, a garrulous and proud voice came from my ear: "Look, I'm coming."

Pan's Ah Snow White is cloudy and snowflakes are flying in groups. This is a desolate winter world, covered with white and soft snow, which seems rich and warm ... At this time, every tree is covered with snow, which is really "like a strong wind in spring, blowing at night and blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees".

Zong Pu's red bean snowflakes are falling quietly in Chun Xue. Snowflakes flying all over the sky, one after another, like dandelions all over the sky, and like countless young and indescribable lives, tremble, fluctuate and ripple in the boundless night sky.

The expression is so pleasant and the change is so magical. Jing Tian seems to feel that there is a big white wing hidden on the earth. Before you know it, it is a vast expanse of whiteness.

..... There is no chill in the warm Chun Xue, but the leisurely snowflakes bring poetic tranquility to this early spring night. Yuji's snowflakes are floating quietly, smokers in half the city, and there are still some unfinished Chun Xue on the uneven roof tiles ... What's more, there are mountains with tall white hats far and near, two towers that stand by and watch the landscape, and rivers that flow back to the east, west and south of Lanxi County, which clearly show the snow scene in the south of the Yangtze River.

Yu Dafu's Run Out On the day of heavy snow, it snowed heavily. I remember when oranges were around, she liked snow best. She said that rain can purify the world and snow can purify the world. Indeed, the snow in the country is beautiful! When the heavy snow poured silently from the leaden sky, I stood side by side in front of the door with orange shavings, and my mood was as quiet as falling snow.

Almost at the same time, we remembered Xie Daowen's famous sentence "If catkins don't rise because of the wind". Although it has become a masterpiece of thousands of people, I still think this analogy is a bit far-fetched. How can catkins compare with goose feather and heavy snow? It is better to describe snow with pear flowers.

Maybe all the metaphors are lame. Silver is like snow, but snowflakes are like silver, but its degradation ... I think the snow mentioned by oranges can purify the world, which is very insightful: after the heavy snow, we walked outside the village, all of which were dazzling and boundless: tan roofs, dilapidated walls, messy fields, dry and bare branches, and a mess. Li Ruqing's "Field of Life and Death" swept Shan Ye and villages with snowflakes, shaking ancient trees, knocking down people's doors and windows, tearing off a large number of thatched houses and lifting them into the air, scattering cold snowflakes into people's houses and growling with strange voices on the bare treetops, as if everything in the world was its submission. Jun Qing's "party member Registration Form" saw more and more snowflakes falling like salt powder in the morning, and finally turned into a vortex of goose feather and heavy snow, and Moscow became a silvery white world.

Several black cars, covered with snowflakes, seemed to be small black beetles trapped in salt piles. There are only clusters of small birch trees. Although this famous cold-resistant tree also wears an ice cap, it is still strong and straight.