Composition describing snow 1 White snow flowers are flying all over the sky, so beautiful! Although the snow is heavy, it can't hide our joy! At this moment, I really want to throw myself into the fun of snowball fights and snowmen!
The next morning, when I came to the campus, my classmates were playing with snow. I quickly put down my schoolbag and went down to play. I grabbed a handful of snow, pinched it in my hand and threw it out, just hitting Mou Wenxuan. I didn't expect Mou Wenxuan to strike back at once, and I became a veritable' snowman'. I made another "big" snowball and began to look for "goals". Finally, I picked up the snowball and threw it out, but Li Yanan found it. She was just about to run when she was hit by my invincible little snowball. Just as she was about to fight back, I had disappeared.
When I ran to the sports equipment, I found another interesting place, a snowdrift. I'll call someone else to play. I stood on the snowdrift, slipped with one foot on the slope of the snowdrift, and sat on the snowdrift with a bang. My ass hurt, but it doesn't matter. It was fun.
Later, we opened a road beside the basketball court, then moved some snow to the middle and stepped on it to play. First, we stepped on some snow, then ran, slipped when we got closer, and slipped out for a long time at once. It was stopped by the snow. After playing like this for a while, I reluctantly returned to the classroom.
I played this and that today, so happy! But the snow will melt sooner or later, but I will never forget this happy day! Laugh all over the campus, just because of the snowflakes flying all over the sky!
Writing Snow 2 As night falls, the lights light up and shed a soft light. The family sat around the table, the food on the table was steaming, and relatives talked about the growth and harvest of this year. There was laughter at home, but I didn't know that the snow had fallen one by one outside the window.
When the snow began to fall, holding a cup of fragrant teas, I came to the bedroom from the lively living room and gently closed the door. In the quiet bedroom, I seem to hear the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground. Standing in front of the balcony window, looking up slightly, the gray sky complements the thin layer of white on the ground. Listening quietly, the thin voice, mixed with a little wind breath, crossed the sky, and I was intoxicated by the buzzing sound.
It snowed heavily, and crystal snowflakes fell from the sky. The sound of snow changed its former gloom, accompanied by the whistling northwest wind, and it became a charging horse on the battlefield. Under the sky, it sometimes roars, sometimes flies, sometimes jumps, and sometimes screams, shocking everything in the world, stirring up chaos in the world, permeating all the spaces, and making the glass jingle. I am crazy in this roar.
It snowed heavily. Finally, in the dead of night, the snowflakes outside the window were still dancing. The wind was less deafening, and the sky was getting darker and darker, filling the whole sky. Looking around, snow has buried everything. The sound of snow is ethereal and free, condensed into a silent stream of music, and buried the noise of horses and chariots and the impetuousness of the city underground, which is quiet and peaceful. I'm fascinated.
Snow, I not only like the soft white, but also like some purity in the cold, and I am more obsessed with the breathtaking sound of snow. In the rhythm of nature, it is somewhat melancholy. I don't know when, this white snow will melt and merge into a gurgling spring, trickling and tinkling, nourishing the green grass and tender willows and playing the hymn of spring!
Composition 3 describes the snow should be about the arrival of the winter solstice, and the heavy snow has arrived.
Different from the past, this snow didn't stay around us for a long time, but floated for a while, and with the excitement and dreams of childhood, it quietly fell to the ground in an instant.
I heard some elders say that September 19 will begin after the winter solstice, and the folk proverb "1929 don't shoot, walk on the ice in 3949 ..." In the heavy snow, we didn't feel the impossible cold, but ran and laughed in it.
It snows for a short time, but our hearts are hot. Looking at the snow with some friends on the stairs, breathing the hot air from our mouths, although the north wind is strong, our interest is very high.
Compared with flowers in full bloom in spring, snow is purer and its figure is more natural and unrestrained;
Compared with the scorching sun in summer, snow is cooler and softer.
Compared with the bleak land in autumn, snow is more charming and more atmospheric.
So, I love snow, and I love this short snowy time.
Imagine Zhou Wang and da ji enjoying the snow in Lutai in Shen Feng, which is also the memory of snow;
Imagine the Snow Mountain Temple in Lin's Water Margin, which is also the memory of snow;
Imagine Jia Baoyu crawling in the snow in The Red Chamber and looking for Daiyu in the past. This is also the memory of snow. ...
I stopped in the snow with two or three friends, hoping that this time would last forever.
Composition 4 Description of Snow: It's snowing! This is the first snow in 20xx years. Snowflakes fall from the sky, soft and gentle. The whole city is like a glittering and translucent fairy tale palace. I walked in this fairy tale palace, quietly enjoying the happiness brought by the snow scene.
Snow is so pure and shy. I reached out to catch these lovely elves, but they shyly touched my hand and melted. In a short time, the whole city was wrapped in silver, and the flying snowflakes danced freely in the air, such as goose feather catkins. Snowflakes are as naughty as butterflies. They landed on the roof, flew to the branches and jumped into the faces of pedestrians. The snow is getting heavier and heavier. It puts a thick white sweater on the ground, a warm white cotton-padded jacket on a big tree and a small tree, and weaves a layer of silver yarn between heaven and earth. Looking around, the distance is white, like a beautiful fairyland.
I was fascinated by the heavy snow, and suddenly a snowball hit me and interrupted my thoughts. When I came to my senses, I found my brothers and sisters making snowmen and my friends having snowball fights. "Hey, what are you thinking? Come and have a snowball fight together! " Before I could speak, the snowball came straight at me like a Grenade, and I had no time to avoid it. Snowball hit me with snowflakes! I joined them without hesitation and began to attack them. A special snowball fight began. You throw, I throw, and everyone throws together. We had a snowball fight with great interest and chased each other with our legs crossed. Very lively! Maybe it can't stand the temptation, maybe it can't stand loneliness. Look, adults are as wild as children. They fought snowball fights with us.
Snow, like beautiful music and affectionate poetry, brings us happiness; It lay quietly on the ground, enjoying the happiness of this moment. I love snow! I love not only its purity, but also its tranquility and concentration.
Snow is like a big family. They were pressed together one by one, and they were so affectionate to each other. I remember it snowed heavily on Wednesday, and they came in the rain first. Later, I lost my temper and ran down from the sky. Suddenly, it snowed heavily between heaven and earth. They are very naughty, one by one floating from the sky to the ground, dancing in the air, and some landing on the lawn, playing with grass; Some fell on trees and chatted with them. ...
On Thursday morning, I opened the window and found that there was a vast expanse of white between heaven and earth, and there was snow everywhere. "ah! How beautiful! " I can't help sighing. This snow scene is really beautiful. The scenery is full of snow. The earth and houses are covered with a white cotton-padded jacket. There is a thin layer of ice on the pond. Passers-by put on thick cotton-padded jackets and gloves.
I walked out of the house and walked in the snow. The snow is really soft. Stepping on it is like stepping on a white carpet, so soft and comfortable. I grabbed a handful of snow, pinched it, and the soft snow immediately hardened; I pinched it again, and the snow was pinched into a baby face by me; I grabbed another handful of snow and made it into a small fish. ...
I am like a magician, and the snow changes endlessly in my hands!
But on Friday, the snow began to melt, and the roads, trees, flowers and plants … all returned to their original appearance.
Composition describing snow 6 Winter is coming.
In winter, snow falls from the sky to the ground, putting hats on houses and clothes on trees, which adds happiness to children. ...
You see, the snow, like a naughty elf, jumped into the arms of Mother Earth, then slept on the bed made by Brother Xiaocao, and slowly, slowly, accumulated into a snow blanket.
Snow, like a bright spot in winter, adds color to winter; Snow is also a good partner for children to play and spend a happy winter with naughty children; Snow is like a coat, covering everything in nature; Snow is a messenger, telling people that winter is coming.
Listen, that snow is a classical music with a long history, a cheerful sonata and a movement with cheerful notes.
When the adults heard the song of snow, they immediately slowed down and their troubles disappeared. When children hear the singing of snow, they can't help joining the chorus. When the old people heard the song of snow, they couldn't help thinking of the scene of making a snowman and having a snowball fight when they were young, and they couldn't help laughing. Workers who work in other places hear the singing of snow and miss the snow in their hometown, because the snow in their hometown is so familiar, like the warm sun in winter.
Playing with snow is very interesting. Snow gets into your warm palm. When you want to rub it into a small snowball, it turns into water like playing hide-and-seek with you and disappears, as if knowing the Monkey King's invisibility. You can also play with snow in the snow, step on your shoes a few times in the thick snow, and a beautiful love will be completed. Looking down at your "masterpiece" from the 20-storey building is like a colorful painting page.
Winter snow is like a picture wrapped in white! I like the snow in winter!
It's snowing. Fine soft snow is falling from the air, as light as smoke and as white as silver. It's not big, but it's dense, like catkins flying in the wind. As the wind blows harder, it snows harder and harder. From small snowflakes to goose feather and heavy snow, the earth seems to be covered with a white carpet.
Snow White is really a naughty elf. It got into my neck, cool, itchy and very comfortable. I wanted to taste the snow, so I looked up and opened my mouth. Snowflakes floated into the mouth one after another, and a trace of coolness spread all over the body. Although it has no taste, it makes me very refreshing. It is said that snowflakes are hexagonal. I want to observe the shape of snowflakes carefully, but as soon as they fall into my hands, they turn into a drop of water, leaving me with only a little cold feeling.
It snowed heavily all night. The next morning, it cleared up. As far as I can see, trees, cars, houses and roads are covered with thick white quilts. It has become a world wrapped in silver! Stepping on the soft snow blanket, listening to the sound of "creaking, creaking", left a string of footprints in the snow. You see, those trees that have lost all their leaves are covered with fluffy and shiny "silver bars", and those pine trees and cypresses are covered with fluffy and heavy "snowballs". A gust of wind blew, the trees shook gently, and beautiful "silver bars" and "snowballs" floated down. How "like a strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees"!
I went to my uncle's house as a guest!
There are two turtles and a ferret in his family, and my favorite animal is the ferret. Covered in hair, it feels comfortable. With pointed claws, pointed teeth, round head and small black eyes, it's really cute.
I took a massage stick for ferrets and put it in its cage. Lying in the hammock, he immediately jumped out of the hammock and ran to the massage stick. He stared at the massage stick for a while, grabbed both ends of the massage stick with his claws and bit and bit with his sharp teeth. The massage stick is full of holes. I thought: must he be grinding his teeth? I moved the massage stick up again, and it jumped up and grabbed it. I moved down again, left and right, and moved again and again for twenty times. I didn't expect snow sculpture to catch the massage stick. Tired of playing, he jumped back into the hammock.
I opened the door of the cage again, thinking: it's still far from the exit. It's not too late for me to close the door when it jumps out of the hammock. As soon as the ferret saw the cage door open, it jumped down quickly and rushed to the exit. Before I could close the door, it had rushed out, and the speed was simply too fast. Fortunately, my brother was quick-sighted and caught the naughty ferret back into the cage, and then slammed the cage door, so that the ferret could never get out again.
Mom is urging me to go home again. See you next time, ferret!
On a quiet and peaceful night, the snow came quietly. In the morning, the window is already a world wrapped in silver.
On the roadside, poplars and buttonwood trees are covered with fat snowflakes. No one shakes the trunk, perhaps for fear of damaging this beautiful "snow art"! I can't help chanting: "Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees." Houses, cars ... everything is put on white coats. At the moment, everything is white. This pure and beautiful white makes people feel very comfortable and relaxed.
The park is like a white carpet, and the ice and snow are like a silver world. The bushes are covered with thick snow. From a distance, they are like little penguins and white elephants, waving to us in the wind. Keep walking, and a silver bridge comes into view. The pavilion is also wrapped in silver, like a fairy descending from the earth, slim and graceful. Despite the cold weather, the rockery still stands there.
At school, little snowflakes fly in the air like white swan feathers and dance on the playground like white butterflies. The girls are running on the playground, looking down, like fairies coming down from the earth, dancing in white.
Snow brings beautiful scenery and infinite scenery to the earth; Snow brings a lot of joy to children; Snow has also brought endless poetry to this city.
I love you-white snow!
The composition describing snow 10 The north wind roared, cutting like a knife, and its claws extended to every corner. I don't know when it started, but there is a little white snowflake in the middle.
At first, there were only a few scattered fragments. As soon as they landed, they turned into water in an instant. If you don't look carefully, who knows they are coming?
The wind is blowing harder, just like a butcher who pays attention to "quickness, accuracy and cruelty" wielding a knife at cattle and sheep. The snowflakes in the middle gradually increased and flew to every corner of the earth. Several immature children reached out to catch these white and beautiful angels, thinking that they could watch them more closely. But I don't want to. As soon as I touched it, the angels turned into a pool.
Perhaps because of the appearance of the protagonist, the wind gradually weakened and snowflakes occupied the whole sky.
The volume of snowflakes is three or four times that of the original. Looking up at the sky, they have taken them away and used them fully and elegantly as their own stage. A classic exhibition of China paintings appeared in front of us. Except for a few blue spots in the sky, the rest are pure white! The sky is white!
Steelmaking requires a lot of practice. The ground is covered with a thin blanket. Those naughty children stepped on it and made a rustling sound, which made your ears brittle and itchy, and you couldn't help but want to step on it.
When I stepped on it, I suddenly shrank back, and my conscience kept condemning you: how could you have the heart to step on such lovely and holy snow! At this time, an inexplicable force welled up in my heart, which stimulated your desire for protection and didn't want this holy snowflake to be hurt a little.
Hands unconsciously grabbed the snowflake, just fell on it, and suddenly melted away, which made people deeply blame themselves and regret it. Why did they pick it up? !
Snow is still flying, and more and more.
Composition describing snow 1 1 Long-lost snow finally meets again. Although it was late, it arrived as scheduled.
On the way to school with my schoolbag on my back, because the temperature is not very low, there is a needle-like light snow floating in the sky, hitting my face. It felt cold and fell into my hand. It melts before you see it, so you can't see it clearly. Only under the illumination of car lights can I see small bright spots like stars. The snow is very small and lovely. Even this kind of snow, I like it very much.
Every time after class, I rush out. The sky is white, and the snow falls from the sky, just like a white elf. Oh! A gust of wind blew, and snowflakes rushed straight at my face like a charge. They gathered on the roof, just like a neatly arranged team; Standing on a tree is like dressing up a big tree; Lying on the ground is like spreading a thick quilt on the ground; Climbing up the windowsill is like listening to the teacher with us. They are full of curiosity about every corner of the world, and they will explore wherever they can reach.
At noon, the snow stopped. It's bright outside, everything is covered with snow, ah! Everything is white, the white roof, the white trees and the white playground are like a white kingdom, and everything seems so quiet.
The first snow of this year ended in such a hurry. I wish it would keep snowing, keep snowing. ...
The composition describing snow 12 is from dawn to dusk. When the sky in the east is a fish-belly white, a thin white blanket has accumulated on the ground. At the beginning, snowflakes slowly fell underground, like small snow soldiers parachuting, leisurely and carefree. Snowflakes are crystal clear, like diamonds, dazzling; Like silver, radiant; Shine like a star. Like pearls, like colorful shells, like sovereign treasures, colorful, but it seems to melt at the touch of a button. What beautiful snow! It's already dawn, and the snow doll of the acrobatic troupe has come. They walked on a tightrope and walked in the air in neat rows. They sway, sway to the left and float to the right; They hide and seek, you hide beside it, it hides behind you, it is very happy.
At this time, the snow dolls of the art class came, some of them stepped on wonderful dance steps and jumped left and right; Some are divided into soft line segments and painted in the sky; Others wore white dance clothes and spun around, turning into a lively and lovely waltz full of joy. What beautiful snow! It's already afternoon, the snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the naughty snow elves ride the breeze to join in the fun. Qian Qian's 10,000 snow elves, like Qian Qian's 10,000 bravado children, crossed the ocean with the Eight Immortals-each showing his magical powers and trying his best to show his abilities. At the moment, the wind is very strong and there are countless snowflakes. Snow is colorful, and heaven and earth have become a white world. What beautiful snow! It was not until dusk that the snow stopped, the ground was covered with thick white quilts, and the houses were painted with "white paint". Even the crown, shrubs and blades of grass are white and covered with silver. How "like a strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees"! In the field, as far as the eye can see, in the distance, heaven and earth have become beautiful snow!
When I got up today, I saw a vast expanse of whiteness outside. I put on my clothes and climbed to the window to look. Wow! There is snow everywhere outside. Roads, cars and roofs are covered with snow-white quilts. After breakfast, I went downstairs to play with my mother.
Wow! Like frost outside. I couldn't wait to pick up the snowball and throw it at the house. As a result, it snowed for a while. I was running in the snow in rain boots, followed by a string of long footprints; I also made snowballs and threw them at the high snow wall, and small holes appeared one by one.
Out of the community, wow! Why are there so few pedestrians on the road? But there is a lot of snow. Suddenly I feel like snow, flying in the air and slowly falling on my partner's snow-white body. Wow! The companion's body is soft and comfortable. Suddenly came the cry of my mother, ah! So I'm not Snow White. I lay in the snow and stood up to look back. Wow, the place where I lay has a personal outline printed on it. It's amazing.
I created the snow mountain jumping game again. It is to pile the snow together in the shape of a mountain on this side of the high platform, and then jump down from the high platform to the snowy mountain. I jumped back and forth many times, and every time I felt different, it was so cool. I can hardly leave the snow-capped mountains.
Then I had a snowball fight with my brothers. We divided into two groups, built military fortifications respectively, and you threw snowballs at me. Snowballs keep spinning in the air, laughter keeps drifting into the air, and pedestrians stop to watch us laugh. They are also infected. Finally, I was shot several times, and my brothers were probably shot seven or eight times. I'm so happy.
Xue, I like you so much. You bring me laughter and happiness, give me free imagination and action space, and make me forget time and bondage like you. Snow, my good friend in winter. Snow, I look forward to seeing you again every year.
Composition describing snow 14 "Like a strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees." Snow, this lovely little angel, I don't know when, has quietly come to the world, with the wishes of farmers and our pleasure.
I went to school with my schoolbag on my back in the morning and didn't know until the snow hit my face: "Oh, it's snowing!" " "Come and see, the snowflake falls on the ground in a hexagon, and each side will add a stick like a small needle, which will fall on your hand. It is cold.
You see, the cedar on the roadside is covered with a thick white cotton-padded jacket, and the roof is white. Looking at the sky again, the sky is gloomy like a child who lost his temper, and pedestrians are walking quickly wrapped in clothes. The whole world is like a fairy tale, and snowflakes are like beautiful jade butterflies, dancing like drunkenness.
I came to the yard and saw the snow. I grabbed the snow without saying anything and kneaded it into a ball. Hit the little friend. Of course, this little friend did not show weakness, and his men showed no mercy at all. They also grabbed a handful of snow and hit me straight. In laughter, we decided to make a big snowman! Roll a particularly large white ball first, and then roll a slightly smaller white ball. Then put them together, pile them up and decorate your eyes, nose, hands and hat. Much like a person!
Suddenly, I remembered a poem: "Look at how the Zhongnanshan Mountain takes off, and the white top is over the clouds. And the small towns in the valley are getting colder and colder. " This is Looking at the Snow in the South Mountain in the Tang Dynasty. Snow can not only bring people fun, but also bring people benefits. Viruses and pests can be frozen to death in winter, which can make us less frozen and less snowy, provide nutrients for the earth and purify the air for nature.
Snow is our good friend, just like beautiful music and affectionate poems, which bring happiness to people and let us enjoy a beautiful picture of Xue Rui.
Composition describing snow 15 Snow is the daughter of nature. "Flying snow welcomes the spring", spring has come, and snow spreads the information of spring to people. It was just dawn in the morning, and I got up early to prepare for school. At the moment, I heard a voice from my neighbor's house, "It's snowing, it's snowing." I rushed out the door like an arrow. Ah! It really snows. I was so surprised that I couldn't help reaching for it. It fell into my hand, cold and cold. Snow is like a beautiful white flower with six petals.
The wind blows harder and harder, and the snow falls harder and harder, just like goose feathers. It quietly and slowly descended from the sky, dotted with everything, like a little angel descending from the sky. They covered the ground with thick quilts and built houses with silver. Snow fell on the tree, clusters, like a squirrel's big tail, heavy; Snow falls on the mountain, more beautiful and flawless, just like a snowy mountain; Landing on the road is wonderful, like a long white "Hada".
The snow stopped and the sun came out. The snow on the ground, the snow on the house, like countless little stars, shines brightly, and there is a white and shining world everywhere. We made a snowman and had a snowball fight on the playground. The school is very lively and the laughter is echoing.
I love snow, because it not only brings vitality to Mother Earth, a bumper harvest year to farmers' uncles, but also brings infinite happiness to children. Chun Xue, you are an angel of God and a goddess on earth.