Imitate how to write poems when it snows.

1, snowflakes fluttering, flying all over the sky, silent, a piece of white. The earth turned white, the branches were hung with ice, and everything was silent, as if sleeping.

2, the cold wind blows, people tie up their bodies and find their way in the snow, just like walking on thin ice. Heaven and earth are one color, pure and flawless, the dust settles, and you feel peaceful.

Snowflakes are flying like dreams, flying all over the sky, just like poems. It's chilly, but my heart is warm. Appreciating nature is a beautiful compliment.