In the morning, I rubbed my sleepy eyes and looked at the beautiful scenery. This fairy-tale scenery really brightens my eyes. ...
You see, snowflakes like goose feathers are falling from the sky and lying quietly on the wet earth. The snow is as light as smoke, as white as silver and fluttering. Wrap the earth in silver, put cotton-padded clothes on the branches, and put a quilt on the roof ... The sun shines on the snow and shines brightly. "How beautiful!" I can't help admiring this fairytale world of snow.
The beautiful scenery makes my mood very happy. After breakfast, I can't wait to put on my cotton-padded jacket and feel the fairy-tale world of ice and snow for myself. ...
At present, the endless white snow is very eye-catching, even if you just wake up, you will wake up instantly when you see the scenery in front of you; At my feet, I can hear the sound of "creaking" every step, which makes people feel very comfortable. In the distance, a group of "Zongzi"-like children are having snowball fights and making snowmen in groups. Their laughter adds a little happiness to this white winter.
While I was immersed in this wonderful world of snow, unconsciously, the sky was dim, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road, and the children who were playing went home one after another, and a feeling of desolation came to my mind.
After a while, the north wind roared, as if to break the branches and overturn the house. The snow also fell, hitting people hard and hitting the face hard. It is far from the snow in the morning. But this does not detract from my love for winter.
I love winter because the snow in winter makes me feel pure, beautiful and happy. ...
I like to call winter grass winter grass. Although it is yellow and thin, it seems to be accompanied by dead leaves all over the ground, and there is nothing to appreciate. But if you lower your head and observe them more carefully and clearly, you will find that those weeds that seem to be wandering around are completely yellow at first glance, but in fact there is a touch of light green, very light, hiding on the side of the grass, silently waiting for the footsteps of spring.
The yellow winter grass that "wildfire never completely devoured them" means it is about to be reborn. At this time, yellow grass leaves are scattered everywhere, but there is a green heart. In autumn, the bird takes away its seeds, but the winter grass is still like a child who has just had a short rest, sleeping in winter and looking forward to spring in his sleep.
The fine and dense roots of winter grass are firmly rooted in the dry soil. Oh, this little guy is afraid that people will take him away from the crib where he lives all the year round when he is not awake, and tie him tightly, as if that is his whole world, so he won't lose it if he holds it tightly.
Winter grass, what do you mean? Vitality, hope, preparation, or a strong life? I think what winter grass represents and contains must be the belief of never giving up. Towards it, Cao Dong has been.
Stand firmly in the soil without warmth.
The biting cold wind in winter has come, making people tremble, but the grass still stands firmly on the Yuan Ye, green and yellow, with different colors and shapes. The seasonal beauty of grass is a masterpiece endowed by nature.
Nature is so wonderful that it determines the growth law of all life in nature. The growth of grass is different, for example, the green one lies in the careful care of the gardener, and so does the green one. Only the yellow grass grows by itself, turns from green to yellow and then dries. I imagined a hymn of life, and only the grass has such a strong vitality. There is a poem called: Wildfire will not devour them, they will stand upright again in the spring breeze. The power of grass can be seen everywhere, whether it is abandoned wasteland or fertile land, it will break through the ground and grow tenaciously. Grass, without watering and fertilization, can thrive as long as there is land and a beam of sunshine.
The seemingly weak grass has amazing magic. There is a strong grass growing in the crevice of the rock and under the big stone. Another experiment is even more surprising. Invincible skeleton grass can drill out along the cracks in the bones, which is really amazing! The grass is amazing. It is always green all the year round. It is artificially cultivated grass, which changes the laws of nature and remains unchanged after the cold winter. Evergreen and beautiful.
Grass is weak, ordinary and insignificant, which is indispensable to nature and to us. People feel wonderful and strange when they see this kind of green, which is pleasing to the eye, hehe, wonderful. However, weeds and nature echo each other, first green, then yellow, now dazzling yellow, then slowly withered, and finally dedicated themselves to the earth, fell asleep under a quilt made of snow, and gave birth to new life again. Winter grass has a strong vitality, it has its brilliance and brightness, giving people hope.
Ordinary, simple and selfless dedication to weeds, embellishing the earth with ordinary appearance, adding beauty to nature. Grass, I love you!
In winter, the weather is very cold. On the ground, it is the icy wind, and I silently shed tears in this cold winter.
That year, it was also winter, but in that year, I learned the news of my grandfather's death.
My mother will take me to grandpa's funeral at once. Grandpa's body was covered with white cloth, and my heart was broken. I didn't believe it at that time. My grandfather who loved me the most died. I just foolishly thought that grandpa just went to sleep peacefully and just didn't accept the fact in front of me. I gently lifted a corner of the white cloth, and grandpa's pale face appeared in front of my eyes, but that face was not as angry as before. I don't know when, tears blurred my eyes, and the scene with grandpa came to my mind. Day after day, grandpa taught me to grow vegetables, and grandpa was kind enough to help me grow vegetables. . . . . Looking at grandpa's body, I can't help thinking. If only grandpa were still alive! I held grandpa's hand, which was also grandpa's hand, but without the warmth of the past, it would be impossible to hold my hand and play together. I no longer shed tears quietly, but I burst into tears. I don't care how my mother persuaded me or comforted me. At this moment, my heart is only sad.
I'm a little sad that the body will be cremated. Grandpa can no longer take care of his granddaughter, that is, me. Seeing grandpa's body being carried away, I have an indescribable taste in my heart. Grandpa loved me so much before he died. No matter what I say, even if I pick the stars in the sky, Grandpa will try his best to satisfy me. Even though he is seriously ill, grandpa is trying to be brave for me. He didn't go to the hospital, just to save money and buy me delicious food. Even though Grandpa did so much for me, I didn't do anything for him, even praised him and scolded him, but what about him? Just laugh. Now, grandpa has passed away, and the only thing I can do for grandpa is to protect him. On this night, I didn't feel a little tired. Even if I did, I wouldn't sleep!
It's time for bed. Tonight, my grandfather appeared in my dream. Grandpa, live! I threw myself into grandpa's arms with joy, and grandpa bought me food and talked to me. He also told me:' Grandpa only wants you to laugh, don't cry ...' I promised myself in my dream, and I also promised Grandpa that I would never fail him in my life!'
White and pure winter has come, and I am so happy. Let's take a picture in winter. In the early morning, I walked in the snow and sang the rhythm of "creaking" happily. It's foggy and my face is dripping with water. Gee, there is an evergreen pine tree next to it, and a group of old people are doing morning exercises. Grandmothers, holding cattail leaf fans, humming tunes and dancing yangko; Grandfathers, some slowly use soft steel to play Tai Chi, and some wield swords to play the golden rooster independence. I'm so happy!
The fog gradually dispersed, and before the snow melted, the children came out in droves. They didn't care how cold it was, but they were angry with their hands and started playing at once. Some have snowball fights, and you chase after me, lively and lovely; Some make snowmen, and after a while, a vivid and funny snowman is born.
Looking at these, I smiled: in winter, these beautiful scenery, I will stay forever!
Miss Qiu was driven away by the cold winter.
Outside the window, the sky was gray, the cold north wind roared by, the tree shook a few times, and the leaves on the tree fell to the ground. Crushed by ruthless wheels, it made a crisp cross talk and turned into several pieces, which went with the wind.
Last week, the promised snow broke my promise, but I remember the heavy snow on the last day.
At this time last year, one afternoon, the sky was overcast, and the north wind blowing head-on made people tremble with cold. Soon, the sky began to float with goose feathers and heavy snow. It's snowing. Go and have a look.
I don't know whose voice attracted me. I looked out of the window. Snowflakes fall from the sky and fall to the ground, becoming small water droplets.
Get up the next morning and look out the window. The snow on the ground turned into a thick layer. Helpless, I have to go in the morning. Holding my hand on the road, I often slipped on the snow, but I didn't fall. When I got to school, although it was getting late, not many people arrived. During the morning recess, the children all go to the playground to play together. I looked at the teaching building and found that the playground was full of people, both students and students. The hearty laughter of the students hovering in the sky.
Missing the past is a longing for the future, and a snow is a symbol of winter.
Indoor heating is also put in winter, so that we can feel it at home. Outside, people are wearing more and more clothes, and many people are hibernating, which is also a bleak scene in the field. In winter, all the leaves on the tree have fallen off, and a gust of wind blows, and thin branches shake his body, trying to give people shelter from the wind, but he can't do anything. I love this winter, this snow-white winter, this beautiful winter.