In study, work and even life, everyone has written essays. With the help of essays, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? The following is a 400-word composition on a snowy night that I compiled. You are welcome to share it. Composition of 400 words on a snowy night 1
In the early morning, it started to snow. Looking at the snowflakes falling outside the window, I thought of that snowy night, and my eyes couldn't help but get wet...
That winter was extremely cold, and the north wind howled, cutting my face like a knife. That night, heavy snow came with strong winds, making people wrap their coats tighter. There were very few people walking on the street, and some people were running home in a hurry.
My father and I stood on the side of the road and missed a bus. We were out of town and unfamiliar with the place. The next bus won't arrive for a long time. Standing on the side of the road, there was nothing but wind and snow. The snow was getting heavier, hitting my face like ice cubes and fog. I kept shaking, but my father stood still and didn't move at all.
In the silence, neither my father nor I dared to open our mouths. My stomach rumbled, revealing my hunger. My father looked at me and then looked both ways - he couldn't see anything. He suddenly said: "Wait for me!" and then ran away!
My father’s figure disappeared, and I was very scared...
It may have only been a short while, but I felt that a long time had passed, and my father still hadn’t come back. . I panicked! Walking around in circles, I suddenly saw a familiar figure, but he didn't have a coat! Where is his coat? Closer, he ran, breathing heavily. Getting closer, he squinted his eyes, and his head was covered with snowflakes. It's really the father! He held the coat, quickly opened it, and handed me a still warm egg pancake. I suddenly realized that my father had traveled far away to buy me food, and he even wrapped it in his coat to avoid the cold. I shed tears, and my father seemed to become extremely tall, like a ray of sunshine, giving me warmth! The snow seems to be getting smaller again...
Outside the window, the snow is still falling; on the window, my father's figure is reflected; in front of the window, one of my tears falls on the floor again. A 400-word composition on a snowy night 2
A fleeting moment followed, followed by a long and warm snowy night. The wind whistled. The brief fear in the first second awakened the only song "Invisible Wings" in my heart. Open the window, there are some French plane trees in front of the door! Snowdrops fell. It hurt a little when it hit my face! Even a snowy night after a power outage is brighter than a house with closed doors and windows. God gave me such a good opportunity to see the light and strength outside the window!
Only at this moment I am free, willing to listen to the wind and talk to myself. I looked at the bright sky, and the noise of pedestrians downstairs became the notes of peaceful music. If I can’t see the stars, then I will make a wish to the sky, hoping that my words will be gentler and closer to people’s hearts...
Stretch out your hand. Fantasy passed through my fingertips, and I remembered that in the dark night, a girl climbed up the window like a sleepwalker. Falling like white snowflakes on a snowy night. Life becomes lighter and leaves behind the sorrows belonging to others, thinking lightly. But my hands are firmly holding on to the window. Find a reason to be strong. The tree has been swaying here for unknown years. Strong enough not to be afraid of severe cold.
Every time I think about when my lofty ideals will be realized. Plan the short decades to be impeccable. Success seems just around the corner, but hard work is put in a box called tomorrow and is unwilling to be opened. If life is as haggard as fallen leaves tonight, and ideals seem to become impossible, if we lose it, let alone talk about the future, will everything become distorted and ridiculous? The snow fell on my hands and slowly melted away, and I realized that fallen leaves are as fragile as life.
Finally brought my thoughts back, the snowdrops were beating harder, the trees were dancing, I closed the window, even if I was afraid of the dark, I just resigned myself to my fate... 400-word composition on a snowy night 3
Four years have passed since that little incident, but it is still fresh in his memory.
That day he was reviewing his homework in school and happened to look at the big clock in the library. It was already half past ten. Maybe more, because the clock in the school library is 30 minutes slower than other clocks.
It was getting dark and the snow was still falling. He packed up his books and computer and planned to go home. He thought: It's so late, the grandma at the milk station may have gone back. However, he was still worried and planned to take a look.
Several centimeters of snow accumulated on the ground, leaving deep marks where his car passed. The lights on both sides of the road were flickering, and some chubby copper sparrows on the handrails of the bus stops were wearing elaborately knitted scarves and hats. The snow was falling heavily, so he had to get out of the car, push the car hard with his legs, and walk hard in the snow. The long eyelashes were covered with frost, and she looked like she was crying.
Passing by the milk station, he noticed the faint light at the milk station. He quickened his pace. Is grandma there? When he approached, he saw grandma who was sitting at the door stood up and walked towards him quickly. His hands were searching for something in the bag of his clothes. After a while, grandma took out two bags of milk and handed them to him. He took it and touched the milk. It was very warm, but the old woman's hands were as cold as ice, and his nose suddenly became sore.
The old lady closed the shop door and said to him: "Xiaowen, go home quickly and go to bed early. You have to get up early tomorrow.
"As the grandma walked towards home, he suddenly remembered something when he was about to go back. He quickly caught up with the grandma and gave her the gloves hanging around her neck.
He smiled, His smiling face was as bright and warm as the sunshine in April, and the old lady also smiled. Her smile and the afterglow of the evening filled our hearts with hope.
On the way home, the snow was still falling. Under the snow, the snowflakes are so like the crystal clear love of the old woman. Snowy Night Composition 400 words 4
The snow has been falling since before going to bed last night, and it still didn’t stop when I went to bed tonight. Look. This snowfall is really a heavy snowfall that is rare in several years!
Night is coming, but the sky looks very bright. I was surprised at first, because I always see it at home. I would see groups of red lights outside the windows. At first, I thought it was just because other residents turned on the lights, maybe because of the moonlight!
But as time went by, I didn’t think so. It was already around one o'clock in the morning, but I didn't expect that it was still like this outside the window, so I was going to go out to take a look at the situation.
Only then did I realize that it was all because of the snow. It is completely white outside, everywhere I can see with my eyes. Now this place is covered with snow. At this time, there is no dark scene that the night should have, and there is no bleakness that the winter night should have. , it is bright outside the window at this time, it turns out that the sky is really different after snowing!
At this moment, I feel like I am in a world covered with ice and snow, it is so white! Flawless, it is so radiant, the night after the snow is really beautiful! Snowy Night Essay 400 words 5
The snow has been falling all day, and it has not stopped at night. The whole street There are very few pedestrians on the road, only a few street lamps on both sides of the road are still standing, providing a light and a touch of warmth for pedestrians, silently waiting for the pedestrians on the road.
The winter night is coming! Early in the morning, it was already dark at five or six o'clock. Her school was on vacation this week. After dinner, she told her parents and went out. The snowflakes were still flying in the sky. The road was already covered with a layer of snow, and " "Sasha", looking at the snowflakes falling all over the sky in front of me, a smile appeared on my face, but it soon fell away. I remember that it was also a snowy night like today, when I confessed to the girl I had secretly loved for a long time, But it was not successful!
A curtain of light appeared in front of me. I walked forward and saw only a few street lamps standing there. There was no one on the street, but the street lamps still stood there to support pedestrians. There was a curtain of light, and I walked towards her house. Finally, I stopped under a street lamp and looked at a dark window not far ahead. That was her room. She was not at home. I Deciding where to wait until she came back, I took out my phone and put on my headphones and played Tao Zhe's song "Secret Love" that I had listened to countless times. I just stood under the street lamp and silently watched this and that. Open a window.
On the street, a person stands with a lamp, and it looks very quiet!
The snow fell heavier and heavier, and a bit of cold air penetrated my body. In the end, I still didn’t wait until the window lit up. I left sadly. The street was empty again, only that was left. A few street lamps are still standing there, silently holding up a curtain of light, bringing light and a touch of warmth to pedestrians on the street! Waiting for this silently! Never stop!
I wish to watch silently like the street lamp on the street corner! Bringing you a trace of warmth and care, never ending! Composition of 400 words on a snowy night 6
In the evening, I was doing my homework at home. My mother called me and asked me to go downstairs to my aunt’s house for dinner. She was waiting for me downstairs. When I heard this, I finally could not Being bored at home, I got dressed at superhuman speed and ran downstairs.
When I walked out of the building, I almost kissed the ground in an extremely ungraceful posture. I looked at my feet a little angry, huh? It's a piece of white. If you look farther away, the ground is also white. I looked up at the deep blue sky. I was stunned for a second, and then I became excited. It was snow! Snow at night!
I slowed down and enjoyed the happiness that the snow gave me. In the air, the snowflakes dance gracefully, stretching their snow-white bodies on the dark blue curtain, like petals scattered by fairies, which are particularly beautiful against the night sky.
I walked slowly to the taxi, opened the door, took a look at the snowflakes flying in the sky, and got in the car. Snowy nights are always so quiet. The county town was baptized by the white snow, without the noise of the past. In this tranquility, the snow seems to be conveying something to people, making people immersed in the soft and beautiful atmosphere of the snow and unable to extricate themselves. The snow infects the earth with its quiet beauty.
In the snow with a touch of sadness, my impetuous heart calmed down, and I quietly enjoyed this ethereal spiritual realm. Looking at the snow, watching them falling from the sky to the ground and ending their lives over and over again, I had a slight realization: Although snowflakes have a short life, they make people feel their beauty. Everyone is destined to die, and it may be lighter than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather.
All life is beautiful, but it is short. In this short life, some people waste their whole life, while some people bloom with the brilliance and beauty of their lives like snowflakes. Therefore, why don’t we work hard to make our lives better? What about shining brightly? !
The snow is still falling. A 400-word composition on a snowy night 7
You can’t go to Yijia, so you won’t know how beautiful the snowy night in Yijia is!
When I am stuck in winter, I will take me there with my magic wand, and then sit with me on the threshold of the white cabin, watching the falling snow in Yijia. The night in Yijia is very quiet, With a faint blue light, it is so beautiful that it takes your breath away!
Ka and I will hold hands and jump around on the snow, listening to the sounds it makes; we will go to find the snowmen in Iga and hold hands with them, laugh and dance with them; we will go to find the snow elves, It is mute but very beautiful. It has a child named Snow Baby. Snow Baby always smiles happily, with big eyes and a very cute smile, because it does not know that when the first ray of sunshine appears, it will It would melt away. When it called me sister sweetly, I cried. Ka said to be strong, but I reluctantly wiped away my tears and said: Be good!
On the night of Christmas, Ka told me that they would melt after twelve o'clock. It said it couldn't bear to leave me, but snow has no tears, so it couldn't vent its sadness. On the snowy night in Yijia shrouded in blue light, all the snowmen were laughing and dancing, and they said to me: Happy winter! I said the same thing, but it was very painful!
At twelve o’clock, I sat alone on the threshold of the Christmas cabin where Ka and I once sat, looking at the endless snow fields, quietly watching them melt, and the snow water It flows everywhere on the ground of Yijia, until it turns into tears in my heart. I believe that Ka, the snow elves, the snow babies, and all the snowmen will be happy and joyful in a place called heaven! Composition of 400 words on the snowy night 8
The smile on the snowy night, the snow sang, in that quiet night, everything was so quiet, and I didn’t know that a soul passed away at this moment, that was not for The stubborn woman tolerated by the world, she had beauty and will like ice and snow, but now she is dead, and she gave her life like a flower for someone who was not worth her effort at all. She left. On a quiet snowy night, after blooming the beauty of her life, she left. She came on the snow and chased the snow away. What was left behind was a solitary cry of sadness for the world. On the snowy night, she was destined to form an inseparable bond with him. That night, she should not have met him, the person who made her suffer all her life.
Perhaps, the moment they met, fate left a mark of misery on her body, but she didn’t know that she was happy to have him in her life. Because of him, her life had returned to normal. It was glowing with brilliance, which she had never dared to hope for in the past fifteen years. She smiled, because of the promise he had made under the shooting star, and also because of his understanding of her in Lijiazhuang——" As long as you are alive, there is hope." But she didn't expect that the person who finally made her lose hope was the person who wanted her to have hope. She smiled, but this time, it was bitter, mocking, and sad. She was unwilling to accept the arrangement of fate for her. She wanted to create it herself, but she still couldn't escape the net bound by this agreement. So there was that slap on the Blackwood Cliff that made her despair. It was a fuse that led her to the point of no return. On that snowy night, she was a beautiful bride, but she had to bear the groom's ruthless accusations. She was burning the last passion of her life. She was waiting for a promise in exchange for her life. She waited, and the smile on her lips, It is the last mark she left on the world. The snow is still falling, but the elf who belongs to the snow has bid farewell to the world, leaving only that smile as bright as a shooting star. Composition of 400 words on a snowy night 9
On a snowy night, there was a ghost walking in the snowy night. It's lonely, it's lonely; it's scared, it's sad.
It walks in the snowy night. It has no idea what its fate is, it is hesitant and sad. Because he is a wolf: people are afraid of him and people hunt him.
When people hear their howls, they will be afraid that wolves will come down to eat them, but people do not expect that humans are the cause of trouble for wolves eating humans!
If humans do not cut down forests and destroy nature, will there be insufficient food for wolves? If there is enough food, will wolves attack people?
In fairy tales, wolves always play evil roles, such as the Big Bad Wolf in "Little Red Riding Hood" and the Big Bad Wolf in the cartoon "Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf". Why do people only see the ugliness of waves but not the importance of wolves?
There are many idioms that also contain wolves, such as wolf-hearted, dog-lunged, etc.
But have humans ever thought about what would happen without wolves?
When humans see Yuanyue, they will think of the legend of werewolves.
The wolf continued to walk in the snowy night. He knows that spring is on the other side of the forest, he is howling, it is swaying, and it will wander to the other side of the forest, because one day, the sky will get warmer, the blood will boil, and it will find its happiness. . It continues to stroll in the snowy night... 400-word essay on snowy night 10
As night falls, the sky gradually darkens.
Outside the window, there was "rustling, rustling", and heavy snow fell. The vast playground seemed to be covered with a thick white carpet, which looked so soft and delicate under the illumination of the street lights. Why! Lying on the small bed, turning over and over, unable to sleep, I couldn't wait to play outside for a while!
Thinking about it, I fell into sleep unknowingly: My good friends and I quietly climbed out of our windows and came to the playground. We cheer! We are excited! We shouted loudly, we are free! We are free! So, we happily rolled two big, round snowballs to make the snowman's body, pressed six buttons to make the eyes, nose and mouth, and finally picked up two branches to make the hands. Haha, a cute snowman is ready! Then, we had a snowball fight again. "Come on! Come on!" You come and I go, one by one, small white snowballs shuttle quickly through the air. "Oh, no, we smashed the windows of the classroom and the street lights next to the playground." Later, our parents discovered us, and they locked us in a dark hut. There, there are no windows, and you can no longer see the wonderful world outside...
"Ding Lingling! Ding Lingling!" The alarm clock rang, it was dawn, it was time to get up! Ah, it turns out this is a dream! Oh, I know that freedom has limitations. For example, you have to walk on a zebra crossing when crossing the road, you can't make loud noises in public places, etc. This is the principle of "there is no rule without rules". Composition of 400 words on a snowy night 11
It is early spring now, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the beautiful spring gardens are still rushing to the south with the birds. No one expected that the winter snow would be late. She actually became Miss Yingchun.
The opening dance of the snow is not grand and powerful. In the evening, people are rushing home, the streets are busy and crowded, and the high-rise buildings are lit up with colorful and dazzling lights. , the snowflakes as big as water droplets are like elves from the snowy land, dancing a rotating waltz and falling slowly, as if they want to use this beautiful dance to comfort people who are worried about traffic jams.
It was late at night and the crowds gradually dispersed. At this time, Xue’s dance was powerful and wild. She danced the twirling waltz tirelessly. Her skirt turned wider and wider, causing pain on people’s faces. , Mr. Feng also came, whistling to the accompaniment
, with the whistle of the wind, the snow was flying all over the sky. The wind blew people's clothes, and the naughty snow got in and played hide and seek, but people were not enthusiastic and kept walking with their necks shrunk.
The wind finally left, and the snow became romantic. Crystal clear snowflakes floated all over the sky, covering the branches with white cotton coats, the shrubs with white quilts, and the tall buildings with white hats. Give the children a lot of white snow elves...
The sky turned white, the sun was about to come out, and the shy snowflakes quietly left. Composition of 400 words on a snowy night 12
Time passes by in a hurry without saying a word. In the blink of an eye, late autumn has passed, and early winter has arrived again. During the busy period, without realizing it, the white snow has fallen.
Putting down the book, holding a cup of fragrant tea in hand, the steam is thick, raising his hand to wipe away the light mist on the glass, looking out the window, there are already white snow, one by one, in the smoke, slowly falling, quietly watching the white snow , pure and simple, with the most beautiful and noble souls in the world, they just fall silently, with tranquility and elegance, and the most beautiful and selfless qualities in the world, washing all things.
White snow lightly covers the streets. The roads, branches, and sky are all covered with elegant white. The streets are less noisy, people are no longer bustling, vehicles have stopped honking, and the world is no longer noisy. It feels like being on a deserted street, peaceful and beautiful.
The snow is still light, and the wine is flowing, filling a corner every year. There are fewer cars on the street, and a few lonely people are walking slowly holding umbrellas. Winter snow is not like autumn rain, which brings a depression, but gently caresses everything, is cold but not aloof, noble but not ostentatious, just silently, silently wiping away the dirt, silently nourishing the land, silently wiping away the noise, Without the mundane world of feasting and feasting, there is only a purity, indifference, elegance, peace, tranquility and beauty that has been passed down from ancient times.
The sky is getting late and the snow has stopped. There are no clouds in the sky, just the deep blue in the night, far-reaching, high and out of reach...
Stop everything in your hands, Go out and take a look! The street lights are bright, shining on the white snow, like gems, twinkling and revealing its elegant beauty.
The small restaurant on the roadside has opened again. People are wrapped in cotton padded clothes, saying hello to each other, and are busy pouring tea for others. All the words have been washed away by the snow. The earth is simple and innocent, without games and celebrities. Just chatting about home affairs and asking for help.
Relax, go home, with relaxation and tranquility, abandon the mundane, embrace the elegant quality, and start a new journey! Composition of 400 words on a snowy night 13
It’s snowing, it’s snowing! Looking at the flying snowflakes outside the window, I can't wait to go downstairs and play in the snow with other children. But the snow made the adults very worried. It fell harder and harder, and it fell harder and harder. After a while, the roads in the community were covered with snow. This made the people who drove the cars worry: What will happen the next morning? What about traveling by car?
The snow started to fall in the afternoon and didn’t stop until dinner time.
After dinner, my father anxiously walked to the window and looked at the area illuminated by the street lights. He found that the snow was still falling. He turned around and said to himself: "No, I have to go downstairs to use something." Cover the car, otherwise you won't be able to drive out tomorrow morning." Then, Dad took some tools and prepared to go out. I immediately asked to come along.
My father and I rushed downstairs, walked to the car and started working, using a rag to wipe off the snow on the car? After a while, I saw several figures in the distance. They were sticking something on the windshield of each car. Gradually, they got closer and closer. I saw clearly, it was the security guards! They put a film on the windshield of each owner's private car to prevent the windshield from freezing in the morning. The security guard also put a film on our car. Dad thanked the security uncles profusely: "Thank you, thank you for your hard work! You had to come out in such a heavy snowstorm to help us put on the film." The security guard said with a smile. : "It's okay, it should be." Gradually, the security guards walked away again.
The security guards removed the snow from every car parked in the community and put film on it. In fact, the security guards did not have to do these things, but they did because they have a passion to serve the residents. , the enthusiasm of the security guards warmed each of us on this cold snowy night. Composition of 400 words on a snowy night 14
Perhaps it has been suppressed for too long, and the gray night finally allowed Xiao Xuehua to be free after experiencing the severe seal of winter clouds. The little snowflakes sang and played happily, like fairies falling slowly. It fell on people, cars, street lights. The cold little snowflake finally got what it wanted. It seemed to have felt a touch of warmth coming in and melted with satisfaction.
The snow is falling slowly, people are walking slowly on the road, and the cars are singing and beeping in harmony. Gradually, it snowed heavily. The whole land is particularly eye-catching. The big trees have changed their clothes and put on white fur coats. The river has stopped running and is singing a lullaby to the little frog who is about to hibernate! It seems that at this time, time has slowed down and everything has stopped. At first glance, I saw that the earth was covered in silver everywhere, which was extremely enchanting, as if I was in a fairyland.
Perhaps it is because people are attracted by the beautiful snow scene and stop and wander on the road. After a long time, night finally fell and the heavy snow stopped. Now it's like a masquerade party, with people wearing all kinds of clothes, dressed in small snowflakes and set off by the gray-purple night, everyone looks like a beautiful flower. Then, the protagonist finally came on stage, and a bright moon loomed faintly in the sky, lifting the veil, revealing her clear face, allowing people to see her beauty. The stars on the side are not to be outdone. They also emit soft and bright light. They must be afraid that the moon will be too lonely, or maybe they want to compete with the moon!
Such a beautiful snow scene, so bright Under the bright moon, I am slowly immersed in my own beautiful dream... Composition of 400 words on a snowy night 15
At night, the streets were brightly illuminated by lights, and snowflakes were falling.
I was walking on the way home, stepping on the thin snow accumulated on the ground. The wind took away the heat from my body, and the coldness came up from the soles of my feet.
I bumped into two people, a father and son. The father stopped and apologized to me quickly with a simple smile. The father hugged his son's small body and continued to move forward. The father's thick coat covered the two of them, protecting them from the wind and snow. The father bent down so that the clothes could be closer to his son. In the snow, two silhouettes, one big and one small, drifted away.
At the corner is a dim path, with soft orange lights shining on the road. The shops were closed and the road was covered with a thin layer of snow. A little boy squatted in front of a small shop. His clothes were very thin and few. He was shaking slightly and curled up. I stood watching him and wanted to ask why he didn't go home quickly in such a cold weather. While he was hesitating, an uncle ran over and handed the little boy a hot cake. The boy looked at his father with a smile. He held the steaming pancake in one hand and held his father in the other, leaning against him. The two of them walked like this, leaving two rows. Shallow footprints.
I was walking on this road home, my feet were numb, the snowflakes were blown to my face by the wind, and my hands felt cold.
I remembered last winter, my hands were cold after playing in the snow. My father wrapped my cold hands with his big hands, and my hands gradually warmed up, and I gradually felt the roughness of my father's hands.
I walked through one building after another and saw the house that belonged to me. I no longer felt cold, and there was a familiar figure nearby.
On this snowy night, the wind is cold and the snow is icy. I can finish my journey well. Because there will always be someone standing there, bringing me warmth and touching me.