I am looking for words, sentences and paragraphs to describe the winter fields, urgent! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

1. Walking along the path and beside the field, a row of green wheat seedlings showed off their light dance in the cold wind. In the form of a group army, they splashed ink on the winter earth with a beautiful ink painting background. Everything is green and refreshing; the rows of mulberry leaves have all fallen off, leaving dry branches to welcome the cold wind. If you look closely, you will see that the branches are covered with dandelion seeds, as if they were wearing a coat. A thin layer of feather yarn, looking into the distance, there is a forest of mulberry trees, they are arranged neatly.

2. Winter is a beautiful season, with beautiful blood-like azaleas, bright red camellias, plum blossoms that are not afraid of severe cold and heavy snow, and precious peonies. These beautiful flowers are attractive and drive people away. chill.

3. The snowflakes flying all over the sky are like feathers and jade chips, falling gently. They dance in the sky, as light as smoke, as soft as catkins, they are so pure, pure. They are crystal clear; they are so light, so light that they make no sound. Each snowflake is like a piece of melodious and fresh music, like a brisk and harmonious poem.

4. What I want to see most in winter is the tree hangings. Some look like antlers, some look like corals, and some look like blooming peach blossoms. In order to welcome the arrival of the Rime Ice and Snow Festival, everyone happily hung lanterns and carved ice sculptures. Some are carved with dragon boats, some are carved with lighthouses, some are carved with mini and charming "Pearl of the Orient", and some are carved with the majestic "Lingxiao Palace", which is really a feast for the eyes. Some people even look for trouble by shaking the tree so hard that it falls on them. If there is a lot of snow on the tree, it will almost "bury" the person alive.

5. Look, the children were filled with joy when they saw the thick, soft, and white snow. They greeted each other and ran out to play. Some of them were having snowball fights, and from time to time they heard screams of joy; some were making snowmen, busy and having fun; some were running happily on the snow, with their shoes sinking deeply into the snow, gently moving. As soon as you pull it out, you can hear the sweet "cluck-cluck-" sound. The adults watched interesting TV at home and watched the children having fun in front of the window. Some even ran downstairs to play happily with the children. The clear and sweet laughter spread as far as ten miles away.

6. The morning in early winter is beautiful. A thin layer of fog floated lightly in the air. The laughter of pedestrians and the honking of cars were intertwined in this hazy scene. All this heralds the beginning of a new day. When the less dazzling sunlight shines on the top of the mountain, the fog slowly opens like a curtain, and the earth gradually appears in the warmth of winter.

7. The snow stopped, and a few friends and I ran happily into the snow hand in hand. Arrived in the snow. "Wow! We screamed. The snow was so white, as white as a piece of sketch paper; the snow was so thick that it covered our feet; there was so much snow that it covered the entire ground."

8. When walking in the fields, sometimes you will suddenly encounter a tree. There is no other scene, just a tree, growing alone in the open fields. This kind of tree is mostly The easy-to-grow black locust trees, dark trunks, cracked bark, and branches stretch to the distant sky, and even the sky will give way.

9. It’s snowing. Heavy snow covers the ground. There is a hidden danger on the ground. If you are not careful, you will slip. A child is running happily in front of me, leaving footprints on the snow. , I stepped on his footsteps and moved forward. He was very brave and not afraid of crisis. Winter will not leave traps for the brave. I tried to imitate that child, worked hard to be a brave person, and ran hard and happily. Winter is kind and cruel. It punishes the flowers, plants and trees that cannot withstand the test, and opens the pine, cypress and wintersweet trees, adding a little color to this monotonous world. I'm starting to like winter a little bit.

10. Running against the cold wind, we came to the crescent-shaped river in the countryside. The water was crystal clear, like emerald green, and the sun shone on the water, creating a ripple. Road ripples.

On the river bank, some of the reeds are sparse and some are dense. The dense reed flowers dance gracefully, gracefully and gracefully, with beautiful shadows whirling. I broke off a reed with a head full of reed flowers and waved it. Under the blowing of the wind, the reeds became beautiful. Like a goddess scattering flowers, they are flying overhead. We blow on the reed flowers and jump on the newly turned soil. We are so happy!