A good passage describing winter
1 When it comes to winter in my hometown, I can't help but mention ice and snow. The snow and ice gave us a special sense of satisfaction-yes, can it be called winter without snow? When the snow elves come, they fly all over the sky like feathers, falling on trees, houses, vegetable fields, rivers and even the hearts of every northeast person: another winter is coming! Less than a meal.
There is a floor on the ground. At this time, the children will shout, rush out of the house and jump and run in the snow, as if this beautiful winter belongs to us children.
Hardly had it snowed heavily when the ice on the ground began to freeze. The snow on the ground, coupled with the "crazy blowing" of the northwest wind, has a thick layer of ice everywhere on the ground and on the road, and a string of "ice valves" have been hung on the four corners of the house. Early in the morning, someone got out of bed and began to carve ice tinklingly, but it was also good exercise.
In fact, you don't have to pay attention to them. They are symbols of winter. Isn't it good to see a few strings of "silver lights" hanging on the eaves of every household in the distance? Aren't a few "snow lotus" beautiful, too?
I wander alone, reminiscing about the present and the past, and deeply smelling the attractive fragrance emitted by the future. Snowflakes danced and sprinkled on the earth. Snowflakes are crystal clear and have different shapes, such as white lotus, catkin, pear flower and gentle Ying Ying.
Sudden snow is very fast, falling rapidly from the gloomy sky to the ground, flying over countless solitary lines, spinning and dancing with the wind, like catkins falling from the sky, filling the sky for a time.
4. I sat quietly on the windowsill, silently watching the snow fall and watching the snow slowly decorate the mountains and rivers into silver; Sometimes I will go out of the house, look up and feel the cool feeling of snowflakes falling on my face, reach out my hands to pick up the glittering snowflakes and watch them slowly melt in my palm. The snow in my hometown is delicious!