Magnificent hexagonal petals, as light as smoke, as moist as jade and as white as clouds, quietly fell to the earth, covering Mother Earth with a quilt. Looking around, the whole world is as white as a fairy-tale kingdom of ice and snow. The leafy branches are covered with shiny silver bars.
Crystal clear small ice bamboo shoots hung on the eaves, inlaid with a delicate lace. The boundaries between heaven and earth are not so clear, but they are all white. The whole world is spotless and crystal clear as jade. Charming little snowflakes, as pure and lovely as white angels, come from the charming and magical sky, with different shapes and beautiful scenery. ...
Farmers' uncles all say: wheat is covered with three quilts in winter and steamed bread is slept in the next year. The heavy snow was timely, and they froze all the wintering pests in the soil to death. Snow water seeps into the deep soil and can also provide crops with growth needs. There will be a bumper harvest next year! The children made an exception and got up early, chasing and playing in the snow, some made snowmen, some had snowball fights ... from time to time, they heard their laughter, and the voice echoed in the sky for a long time. No matter how crazy the wind is and how heavy the snow is, they are not afraid, just enjoying playing and making noise.
Snow White, you bring joy and hope to people. Poets and painters praise your beauty and purity. The farmer's uncle praised you for bringing them the hope of a bumper harvest. Children praise you for creating a vast entertainment world for them.
Snowflakes are like jade flakes, plum blossoms, feathers and catkins ... every snowflake is so pure and light. Oh, Snow White, you are the embodiment of truth, goodness and beauty, and I like you!
I don't know when, snowflakes swirl down from the charming sky.
Magnificent hexagonal petals, as light as smoke, as moist as jade and as white as clouds, quietly fell to the earth, covering Mother Earth with a quilt. Looking around, the whole world is as white as a fairy-tale kingdom of ice and snow. The leafy branches are covered with shiny silver bars.
Crystal clear small ice bamboo shoots hung on the eaves, inlaid with a delicate lace. The boundaries between heaven and earth are not so clear, but they are all white. The whole world is spotless and crystal clear as jade. Charming little snowflakes, as pure and lovely as white angels, come from the charming and magical sky, with different shapes and beautiful scenery. ...
Farmers' uncles all say: wheat is covered with three quilts in winter and steamed bread is slept in the next year. The heavy snow was timely, and they froze all the wintering pests in the soil to death. Snow water seeps into the deep soil and can also provide crops with growth needs. There will be a bumper harvest next year! The children made an exception and got up early, chasing and playing in the snow, some made snowmen, some had snowball fights ... from time to time, they heard their laughter, and the voice echoed in the sky for a long time. No matter how crazy the wind is and how heavy the snow is, they are not afraid, just enjoying playing and making noise.
Snow White, you bring joy and hope to people. Poets and painters praise your beauty and purity. The farmer's uncle praised you for bringing them the hope of a bumper harvest. Children praise you for creating a vast entertainment world for them.
Snowflakes are like jade flakes, plum blossoms, feathers and catkins ... every snowflake is so pure and light. Oh, Snow White, you are the embodiment of truth, goodness and beauty, and I like you!
2. Where did you write your composition about snow? I see a vast expanse of whiteness between heaven and earth. Snowflakes fell from the sky like a white tent, and the earth turned white at once. I can't help but think of a poem, "Like spring breeze, night comes and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees". How beautiful!
Snow is as white as jade. Is it General Xiaotian sent by the Heavenly Palace or the jade leaf falling from the laurel tree in the Moon Palace? Snowflakes are like beautiful jade butterflies, dancing with ecstasy; Like a dandelion blown off; Like flying; Like a little white flower given by an angel; Scattered and gathered, fluttering leisurely, gently Ying Ying, is undoubtedly the masterpiece of the earth! I saw the snow in front of me as naughty as a butterfly, falling under the eaves for a while, falling on the branches for a while, and floating on the faces of pedestrians from time to time.
It was snowing heavily, and the snowflake danced in various postures in the air, flying and hovering, or falling straight and quickly and laying on the ground.
Snow makes people feel that there is only one word-cold. The earth is silvery white and clean, but snowflakes still fall from the sky like catkins, cotton and goose feathers.
When it first snows, the snowflakes are often neither big nor dense, such as catkins that float lightly with the wind. The wind is blowing harder and harder, the snow is getting denser and denser, and the snowflake is getting bigger and bigger, like a white net, and things in the distance can't be seen clearly.
Snow covered roofs and roads, crushed branches, covered the appearance of various objects, blocked roads and traffic, and snowflakes flying all over the sky made heaven and earth melt into a white whole.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger. Xiaoyun became a thick white cloud, slowly rising, expanding and gradually covering the sky. It is snowing lightly. Suddenly, a large piece of snow fell. The wind roared and the snowstorm came. In an instant, the dark sky merged with Xue Hai, and everything was out of sight.
Snow, I love you, and I love your purity. You decorated the earth with silvery white, and how beautifully you dressed it.
On the willow tree with all the leaves, it is covered with fluffy and shiny silver bars; Evergreen pines and cypresses in winter and summer are full of fluffy pines and heavy snowballs.
Snow fairy waved her sleeves heartily; In the fluttering performance, the sky, the earth, the river and the mountain are pure and clean, and there is no quagmire.
Wow, I saw tiny and dense snowflakes falling between heaven and earth, the bigger and denser, like countless fairies spreading flowers to the world, conveying the blessings of spring. After a long time, the snow slowly stopped. I saw a thick layer of snow on the railings of the platform and promenade. The branches and leaves of the flowers in the flowerpot are supported by clouds of snow. The snow on the clothes rack is like a winding path. The snow on the red tile roof is like rows of piano keys, and rows of red tiles are covered with a layer of snow, which is so neat and amazing.
On the roadside, the snow covered the sidewalk with a white quilt, which left a string of footprints. Snow coats the trees with white, which makes them more powerful.
There are four seasons in a year, and each season has different scenery. I like the magnificent scenery when it snows in winter best. In winter, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm of heavy snow and a crystal clear fairy tale world. The fragrance of pine and the ice fragrance of snow give people a cool and shining comfort. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, and even my heart is purifying and becoming pure and beautiful.
After the snow, the world is decorated with continuous white snow, with lush foliage and jade. This is a gratifying scene of heavy snow.
I love snow, I love snow scenes, and I love winter more. Winter is the ring of the soul. Although winter is very cold, it has incomparable warmth and hope.
Look, it's snowing! "I was attracted to the corridor by the sound. When I looked out, it was really good. The little snowflake is falling slowly, and my heart can't help but give birth to joy. I hope it can bring us a real heavy snow. Soon, the city was gently covered by this gentle snowflake. Every snowflake gently spirals and falls, becoming a small part of a layer of snow on the earth, and every snowflake merges into a beautiful landscape, making the earth white.
Facing the snow, I want to recite some poems I have learned, but I can't remember them. It seems that what nature has given us cannot be expressed in words. Although I can't say it, I can listen, listen to the sound of snow.
It was snowing heavily, and the snowflake danced in various postures in the air, flying or hovering, or falling straight and quickly, laying on the ground. At this moment, everything is beautiful, a person is silent, standing at the window, but the laughter of those snowflakes echoes in my ears. I can hear their joy.
Before the snow stopped, the children couldn't help coming out to play and have snowball fights. Although it was still snowing, they had a good time regardless of their parents' opposition, full of childhood joy. Snow lets us roll them into fluffy snowballs and then throw them at each other. Although his body was smashed everywhere, they never complained. Give us happiness is its happiness. It warms our hearts with its unique language, and I can hear the sound.
Snow is a good sign for a good year, and it should be a good sign for a year on the eighth day of the eighth lunar month. Snowflakes fall slowly, accompanied by firecrackers, giving people joy. I like to watch the snow quietly, watch the snow fall quietly, and listen to the faint sound of snow, I will feel very peaceful and happy. I saw a group of children having a snowball fight, dodging left and right on the road. I saw a layer of snow covering the young leaves on the lawn, protecting them. I can hear their voices proud of taking on this important task.
The pure snow on the ground bathed in sunshine and enjoyed the last moment of joy. Are they crying for dying lives? No, they are laughing and proud. They finished their task and spread the joy to the world. They gave their lives and played their strengths. They are great, and I can hear the happiness in their lives.
When it snows again, let's stand by the window and listen to a life legend.
4. Imitate the snow. People who like snowy days must have a holy and quiet heart.
Nature created this season's elves and snow. Without snow, how can you feel that the village is made of silver and jade, the world is vast and life is profound?
The most beautiful snow is only available after the arrival of winter and before the arrival of spring.
I like snowy days. I have lived in this city for more than ten years. Although my life is humble, I am not inferior. Although I am tired, I don't blame myself. Many times, I want to stay away from the hustle and bustle of the city and let my thoughts be silent in a corner of the earth, beside the frozen river, in Yuan Ye like a curtain, and in the chilly cold. Over the years, what has kept a white heart away from the dust of the years?
It's snowing. Snow comes, everything on the earth is still, and people in the snow and trees in the distance form a pure light ink painting, which is also a rare pure beauty without too much rendering. Snow is floating quietly, like a gentle little hand, passing through quiet eyes and sliding into a state of mind like water. Once impatient and impetuous, once irritable and depressed, were gently brushed away by snowflakes. In the snow, life can be so simple and the mood can be so quiet.
The moonlight is faint, passing through the faint clouds and gently sprinkling on the world, just like the memory of a lost time. At this time, the snowflake floated gently, passed through the dead trees, obliquely passed through Wafi, and landed in the childhood village, as quiet as time. Hold your breath and listen attentively, then you will vaguely hear the rhythmic heartbeat of the snow, which is the beat of music, the behavior of * * *, the song of the years, such as the breeze, such as the smoke from the kitchen, such as the long bell, such as the vibration of flowers. A heart is tightening, instinctively resisting the cold, reciting the poem "Like spring breeze, night comes, blowing the petals of ten thousand pear trees", flying the imagination of "opening the door with snow in the morning, and the snow is clear and the clouds are cold", recalling the wonderful time of "Snow is too late for spring, so it flies among the trees in the courtyard". Then, the snowflake stripped my locked soul and gently wiped the rust spots, showing the same color as the village in early spring. Every fall of snow is a gift of life, which makes me find my initial touch and relax my overwhelmed soul.
Snow is an invitation in severe winter and a symbol of poetry. Snow spreads a feeling of post-action in everyone's heart, separating the past from the future; Snowy days herald the end of winter and the arrival of the new year. Snowy days are not only a day for hard-working people to rest, but also a post for thoughtful people to observe their lives. In the snow, enjoy and taste wonderful life fragments and awe-inspiring life stories. The quiet hometown in snowy days and the familiar and distant childhood memories have obviously been replaced by the current noise. You may feel lost in the distant years, but you will become excited about the unknown life tomorrow.
I like snow because I like life. Like the past years, but also look forward to the future years, recalling all the days is actually a kind of heartfelt happiness. Quiet and holy people like the color and meaning of snow. In the quiet and idle night, snowflakes drift across the forehead and cheeks at will, and the majestic momentum immediately makes people feel quiet, ethereal and broad-minded. Standing on the vast land and listening attentively, you will feel a deep love for life, and then all the unhappiness and embarrassment will be irrelevant. ...
Cold snow is coming. In the snow, I think of the small bridge and flowing water in my hometown, simple homesickness, green mountains and green waters, my mother who lives alone, and the years when I laughed and ran. ...
May my life be the same. There are not too many gorgeous spring flowers, too many floating Xia Yun, no noise, no rotating colors, only a quiet and simple white, only a deep and serious life, only a dream, a quiet and indifferent dream like snow.
Brother, finally, to paraphrase Xiao Shenyang, you are so picky and don't give me a penny, but I have a good heart and like to write articles. Forget it, I'll help you this time.
5. Imitate Shan Yu's composition about snow, 400 words sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic ...
Soft and fresh melody, gentle musical language and dreamy artistic conception, like a gurgling spring, melt into the earth, melt into autumn and melt into everyone's heart. With the advent of autumn rain, a colorful autumn wind picture full of joy and harvest suddenly appeared in front of our eyes:
You see, misty rain caresses the top of the mountain like a white dragon circling the peak. In the white smoke, golden rice can be seen occasionally, and the yellow and white complement each other, forming a seemingly light but beautiful picture.
In the picture, groups of happy people are walking slowly in the rain with all kinds of flower umbrellas. There are white-haired old people, lively children, and naturally there are many energetic young people. Where are they going? Oh, maybe some farmers' uncles went to see their golden rice fields full of joy and harvest! Those children and old people may be impatient, and they all want to relax and come to see Yu Qiu's performance. Their steps are so slow and hurried, and their faces are full of excitement and joy. They love autumn in their hometown as much as I do. In order to appreciate the beautiful autumn scenery, they can't bear to waste a little time!
Look! The autumn girl playfully plays on the yellow leaves and spins down with the leaves; Autumn girl falls on the green leaves, making the green leaves more vibrant; The autumn girl slipped on the ripe fruit and swung happily, making the ripe fruit more radiant.
The autumn rain girl quietly came to the field and landed on the golden rice. Paddy is carrying heavy millet, so heavy that it is bent, just like an old man with a hunchback, so tired that he is sweating. The breeze blew, and "sweat" slowly passed over his cheek. Another breeze blew, and the old man shook his head in the wind and set off waves. Xiaomi seemed to fall off the old man's back. Autumn rain falls on the full corn. Full of corn is like a soldier with a red cherry gun. They all have enough ammunition, neatly arranged, while Qiuyu girl quietly wiped the "red cherry gun" of the "soldier" clean, shining with golden light. Some corn cobs hide shyly under upright green leaves, but two green leaves point to the blue sky, as if deliberately avoiding corn cobs; Some corn cobs showed their golden teeth and greedily sucked the sweet rain, so two green leaves had to bend down and hide aside. Miss Qiu quietly landed on the golden wheat again. Of course, wheat doesn't want to give in to millet and corn. The whole body is covered with bulging ears of wheat, dancing happily in the breeze and drizzle like a small bell. Autumn rain is all shrouded in golden yellow, hazy, looming and beautiful.
Autumn rain flies into the stream, and the stream flows into the stream along the foot of the mountain with new blood. Autumn rain fell on the clean stream, rippling.
Autumn rain is rustling, this is her performance. She plays with yellow rice fields and yellow bananas with fragrant strings, which are golden everywhere, symbolizing the autumn colors of maturity and harvest. Ah! Autumn rain, I hope you can play more rhythms and new songs!
Sasha Vujacic, Sasha Vujacic ...
6. Based on the text "Snow" (imitation), write a 500-word composition on snow scenes.
Looking forward to, looking forward to, the north wind is coming, the footsteps of winter are approaching, and the snow has reached the door.
Everything on the earth seemed to be asleep, and I closed my eyes happily. The mountain is sleepy, the water is tired, and the sun's face is hidden.
Snowflakes fall from the sky, thin, small and white. In the yard, on the house, looking around, a large area is covered with snow, as if to cover the earth with a thin quilt.
Small snowflakes are flying and hovering, sometimes rolling, sometimes whirling, or running a few laps to catch a few mysteries. The wind is blowing and the snow is falling quietly. Snowflakes dressed the bare trunk in white again and put on a furry hat on the roof. Even the chrysanthemums that have not withered under the fence are particularly beautiful.
Walking into the yard, I looked up at the crystal snow elves falling from the sky. Their dancing in the air is so light and soft. Otherwise, how can everything on the ground hide so quietly and listen to the sound of winter?
I can't help but go to the nearby square with my mother to enjoy this rare snow scene.
It's really the first snow this winter, and you can see groups of children playing in the snow from a distance. I also caught a handful of snow. Wow, it's cold and icy. It is really crystal clear. It's really greedy to watch children having snowball fights around them. So I quietly grabbed a handful of snow and threw it at my mother when she wasn't looking. Mom suddenly looked up, haha, the wonderful snowball fight began. We fought, ran, jumped, laughed and rowed in the snow ... At this moment, we really forgot the troubles of the day. This snow is really an elf who fell into the mortal world and brought us happiness.
Go to the garden in the middle of the square. I saw a failed chrysanthemum, a withered rose and withered grass. Just as I was sighing for their withered lives, I heard my mother call me and say, "Baby, look! Chimonanthus praecox is open! "
"A few plums in a corner, cold ling alone." Following the direction of my mother's finger, I really saw the plum blossom that just bloomed. Although there are only three or five flowers, they are so small and exquisite. Red plum blossoms are covered with snowflakes, red and white, especially enchanting. I went up and smelled it, and there was a faint fragrance. At this moment, in the cold winter, in the bitter north wind, under the celebration of snowflakes, wintersweet really blooms in the snow, as the poet said.
I can't help feeling high. Bai Xueling, Qiang Hualing. Decorate everything so beautifully. "Wheat covers three quilts in winter, and I will sleep with buns next year." This snow breeds hope, and winter breeds dreams.
Snowflakes, like messengers of winter, have brought us a world of ice sculptures and jade.
Snowflakes, like spirits falling into the earth, bring us laughter.
Snowflake is like a cleaner, cleaning the dirty world for us.
Snowflakes are like a white hada, conveying greetings from the sky. ...