The snow at dusk, deeply cut, seems to be inextricably linked with emotions, and it is as turbulent as sea water, which can drown everything, and there is a sense of * * * like uncovering the head and tail. Snowflakes are colorful and crystal clear, like soldiers who go out to war, covered with silver armor, and like pieces of sailing ... The scenery in the snow is magnificent, and there is only one piece of silver between heaven and earth, as if the whole world is decorated with silver.
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.
A composition about snow.
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It's snowing and our class cheers together. As soon as Mr. Mao announced the class was over, we broke through the levee like a flood and rushed out together. Everyone is standing on the windowsill, just like an army guarding its own position, and there is no room for others to invade. There are more and more snowflakes, bigger and bigger. I stretched out my arm to pick up the snowflakes, and when I reached out, it was all snowflakes. I took out a relatively large snowflake and studied it carefully. Ah! Snowflakes are crystal clear, with five corners and a small hole in the middle, which may be reserved for us to wear. It is good for us as an ornament. But good things and time are always short-lived. This snowflake hasn't let me study in detail how it is formed. It's a pity that I personally made a pool of clear water!
The snow is getting heavier and heavier, from snow to heavy snow. Soon, thin snow began to accumulate on the ground, grass, eaves, leaves, stagnant water, cars, umbrellas of pedestrians and other places, because with this thin snow as the foundation, snow accumulated more and more.
The thicker it is. Now, my eyes are wrapped in silver. After school in the evening, I suddenly found someone throwing snowballs at me. I am very angry. I didn't commit a crime, but someone committed a crime against me. I also grabbed a snowball and threw it at him. At this time, the "World War III" in which more than 30 people in our class participated began. Our snowballs kept attacking each other. Finally, "World War III" ended with our victory, and the cause of "World War III" was snow. Having a snowball fight made us all very happy, so I love snow.
I love snow, because it can bring us infinite happiness, at the same time, it also increases the friendship between classmates.
2. Wow, it's snowing
"It's snowing!" A surprise pulled me out of my dream. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and squinted at the window-wow, it really snowed!
Lovely snowflakes fall from the sky, one after another, flying all over the sky. Snowflakes are very small, as if they were just a small New Year gift from God. In order to let every corner of the earth get in touch with snowflakes at zero distance, let you feel her deep love and break them into pieces. urgent
Temperament snowflake "rustling" falls, as if the snow doll locked for a long time was suddenly allowed to play on the earth for a while.
It's snowing harder and harder, and my vision is gradually blurred. Lovely snowflakes fall on our heads, shoulders and schoolbags from time to time. Occasionally naughty little snow flowers will get into your neck and get in close contact with you, and it will be cold-"it's so cold!" " "Shrink neck, but with some joy.
I held out my little red hand to catch it and have a good look. Is it a beautiful hexagonal flower as the teacher said? But the little snowflake seems to be very shy and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Maybe my rude behavior scared me.
Slowly, the whole world turned white. The winding path, bare branches, high and low roofs, covered with a thick white velvet quilt, really turned into a world of powder makeup and jade! Yes, the new year is coming. Maybe when Snow White comes to the earth quietly, Mother Earth will put on her new white clothes and decorate her with snowflakes to welcome her guests. I think so.
"Play with the snow!" A burst of laughter interrupted my thoughts. Looking around, the playground has become an ocean of joy: those who make snowmen wholeheartedly, those who have snowball fights enthusiastically, and those who chase each other with their legs outstretched, so lively! Maybe they can't stand temptation, or they can't stand loneliness. Look, teachers are as "wild" as children-"Go, play with the snow!"
Go and play with the snow!
Composition about snow, junior high school level, 300~400 words, urgently needed. "Look, it's snowing!" I was attracted to the corridor by the sound and looked out. It was really good. The little snowflake is falling slowly, and I can't help but feel a joy in my heart. 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 hear the sound of snow. Snowflakes are falling. Snowflakes are flying in various postures in the air, or flying, or hovering, or falling straight and quickly and laying on the ground. At this moment, everything is beautiful, and one is everything. The laughter of snowflakes echoed 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 the snow is still falling, they have a good time regardless of their parents' opposition and are full of childhood joy. Snow lets us roll them into fluffy snowballs and then throw them at each other. Although his body was smashed and splashed everywhere. It's its happiness. It gives us the warmth of our hearts with unique language. I can hear the sound. This is a good sign that there will be a lot of snow in the Spring Festival. Snowflakes slowly fall, accompanied by firecrackers to give people joy. I like to watch the snow quietly, watch it fall quietly, and listen to its faint voice, and I will feel very peaceful and happy. I saw a group of children having snowball fights on the road again. A layer of snow covers the young leaves to protect them. I can hear their voices proud of shouldering this heavy responsibility. The pure snow on the ground bathed in sunshine and enjoyed the last moment of joy. Are they crying for the coming life? 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're great. I can hear the happiness in their lives. When it snows again, let's stand by the window and listen attentively to a life legend.
About 600 words are written about the winter of junior high school. The biting cold wind blows away the joy of people's harvest, and the heavy snow covers all the noise and sunny mood at the same time.
In the cold wind, the topic of "hate winter" spread all over the city with the wind as the carrier, and also reached my ears in winter. But winter is not sad, she is still so calm and natural. She knows that as time goes by, her children-spring-will go home soon.
Winter in the story is like a behind-the-scenes worker in real life, or a person who plays a "villain" on the stage. They are willing to suffer. As long as the performance goes well, they will think that sweat is dew; No matter how the director demonizes the negative characters, he thinks it is his responsibility to successfully contrast the positive characters.
After the scenery, people often remember which actor performed well on the stage, but who can tell the master plan of the party; At the end of the film, people talked about the touching scene of the hero saving the United States, but who would care that the "bad guy" was injured many times because of filming "Beaten"
It is true that the focus of the party is the performance of real stars, and the selling point of the film is really the hero's character. After watching and laughing, don't forget to bring a little behind-the-scenes team. Only in this way, those "winters" will be very moved.
If winter comes, can spring be far behind? The philosophy contained in simple words has inspired generation after generation, but I always feel that this is a bit unfair to winter, giving people the feeling that they are advising you: stay up for another two days! Think of the flowers in spring, this damn winter is not so hard! But do you know that sowing in spring will be smooth without heavy snow? If there is no ice in winter, will the soil be wet in spring? Without the tempering of severe winter, will the footsteps of Miss Chun be so healthy and firm? It is true that winter is the mother of spring.
Therefore, I want to pirate an old man Shelley's sentence: Without the arrival of winter, there will be no beautiful approach of spring.
Winter is a great mother.
Spring is gorgeous, summer is passionate and autumn is full. Most people want to be as pure, sunny and steady as they are.
But I like winter, not that I pretend to be different, not that I pretend to have personality. I really love the coolness, selflessness and tolerance in winter.
From my personality orientation, I will probably be a behind-the-scenes person in the future, and I like it as much as I like winter.
I will try my best, although I am not beautiful; I will work hard, although I am not dazzling.
Because I think it is more attractive to be a "winter".
There are about 80 words about snow in junior high school! It snowed heavily in the north of China. It snowed heavily in Beijing, Hebei, Shanxi, Ningxia and Xinjiang. For many cities, this is the biggest snowfall in 50 years. The heavy snow made travel difficult. Many schools have to close for several days. Jia Aizhen, 14, lives in Taiyuan, Shanxi. She should have an $ TERM midterm on Wednesday. Because of the snow, they changed the exam to Sunday. "This is good, because we have more time to review our lessons," Jia said. She likes snow. It is as deep as 15 cm, and it is half of her leg. "I feel calm and relaxed when I see the arrival of the Holy Spirit. E snowy area. " Kang Xinyi of 13 and Wang Danyang of 13 are classmates of No.43 Middle School in Shijiazhuang City, Hebei Province. Their school is closed on Wednesday. Kang said that the snow in the yard was as deep as 40 cm. "Great, we don't have to go to school!" Kang said. Kang, Wang and another friend had a snowball fight and made a snowman. They also help clear the snow on the road. "I've never seen such a big ... snow. Vily in northern China. It snowed heavily in Beijing, Hebei, Shanxi, Ningxia and Xinjiang. For many cities, this is the biggest snowfall in 50 years. The heavy snow made travel difficult. Many schools have to close for several days. Jia Aizhen, 14, lives in Taiyuan, Shanxi. She should have an $ TERM midterm on Wednesday. Because of the snow, they changed the exam to Sunday. " This is good because we have more time to review our lessons, "Jia said. She likes snow. It is as deep as 15 cm, and it extends to half of her leg. "Seeing the arrival of the Holy Spirit, I feel calm and relaxed. World of ice and snow. "13 Kang Xinyi and 13 Wang Danyang are classmates of No.43 Middle School in Shijiazhuang City, Hebei Province. Their school is closed on Wednesday. Kang said, it's great that the snow in the yard is as deep as 40 cm, so we don't have to go to school! " Kang said. Kang, Wang and another friend had a snowball fight and made a snowman. They also help clear the snow on the road. ""I've never seen such heavy snow, "Wang said. Last year we only made an all-snow panda, but this year our snowman is as high as 1 meter! ""If this snow didn't cause traffic trouble, we would hope it would never stop! " The girls said.
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It has been snowing this morning. It is snowing heavily in the sky, as if to put a new white dress on the earth, and everything in the world seems to have turned white.
The beautiful snow students seem to be old, and the snowflakes on their heads are like silver hair on the old people's heads.
The earth turned white and slippery.
Students are all walking in little wings, for fear of falling down! When Jia Jia and I had just finished dinner at noon, it was still snowing heavily.
When I just left the teacher, the cold wind blew straight here, and Jia Jia and I were arm in arm for fear of accidentally falling down.
The snow on the ground becomes thick and slippery, just like in the skating rink.
Later, we found many people skating on the playground. We walked over and saw ice, which was slippery.
Jia Jia and I got up the courage to play for a while, but I didn't expect it to be so slippery there. When I first went up, I fell down because of my unstable center of gravity.
I'm covered in snow. Although it hurts a little, I am very happy.
Interesting snowball fight Jia Jia quickly pulled me up, patted me on the snow and walked on to the playground. What caught my eye were the white playground and classmates playing. Some were having a snowball fight, some were making a snowman, and some were drawing in the snow. It's too noisy! We had just walked a few steps when the oncoming snowball hit us red-handed. When we saw it, it turned out to be Xiaoxi and Xiaojie, laughing while covering their mouths.
Then we joined this fiery "war".
When Jia Jia was in full swing with them, I sneaked aside and threw three snowballs at them! They turned their heads and chased me hard, chasing me back while playing. Soon I became a snowman ... I remember that although I was a little embarrassed, I was still very happy! ...
Warm composition in winter, junior high school level, urgent! ! ! It was warm in winter then. "Do you think I'm crazy?" Every time I go to Miss Lawrence's house, she will ask me this question. "Everyone has their own crazy side." I always answer this question. I'm not employed to work for Miss Lawrence, but whenever my brother goes to do odd jobs for that old woman, I can't help but go with him. Miss Lawrence pays my brother $5 a week to cut wood, make a fire and buy what she needs. Sometimes, I help her wash the dishes. I also wash her clothes. My mother often asks us to bring something to Miss Lawrence, hoping to make her thin body fatter. "Don't forget to put a plate for John. He may go home today." Every time I put food on the table, Miss Lawrence always reminds me. She has put an extra plate on the dining table for 72 years. She is waiting for John to come back from the battlefield of World War I. "John's hair is like the color of October oak leaves. No one has beautiful hair like him. My mother used to say that such a beautiful hair on a boy's head is really ruined. " Miss Lawrence always smiles when she says these words, and the wrinkles on her face are deeper. Sometimes, when she is laughing, her eyes will glow. Just for a moment. She must have looked at John like that. I think they must have been very beautiful young lovers. Everyone knows that John died somewhere in Germany that cold winter, but Miss Lawrence never wanted to believe this fact. Finally, people found it easier and kinder to convince her that he would come back one day than to accept the fact that he was dead. Miss Lawrence has never been married and has no children. Her parents, sisters and friends died one after another, and now she is the only one left in the world. Her guests are me and my brother, and the nurse sent by * * * gives her a health check-up once a month. Even in summer, every afternoon before we leave, my brother still lights the stove on Miss Lawrence's big stove. "That's strange," said Miss Lawrence. "The weather now is very different from the past. When I was a little girl, winter was very warm. John and I often go for a walk in the Woods. I will put my hand in his gloves. Sometimes, when he reaches out and shakes the trunk, snowflakes will fall and fall on us. But we never feel cold. I never feel cold when I am with John. After John left, the weather changed and I couldn't feel warm anymore. " When I heard Miss Lawrence say these words, World War I was not just an event in the history books. For me and my brother, it was a terrible disaster. Thousands of young boys like John were slaughtered in Qian Qian. The pain, loss and loneliness that Miss Lawrence felt were as vivid and clear as the war that happened yesterday. I feel sorry for all the soldiers who died in the war. I feel sorry for all the soldiers who came home with physical and mental trauma. However, what saddens me most is Miss Lawrence and all the young ladies like her who are waiting for their loved ones to come home. During my recent visit to Miss Lawrence's house, she told me all her stories again. However, on this day, she asked me to promise her one thing. "Can you promise me one thing?" She put her bony hand on my shoulder. "Can you promise me that I will never forget John? Someone must remember John. " Her voice trembled. "I remember John had an oak leaf in October." You walked in the Woods together, he shook the trunk, the snow fell on you, and you loved each other forever. ""yes, yes. "She sighed and smiled very sadly." You do remember. Now, someone will remember him forever. "1in the autumn of 982, I was promoted to the first grade in the town middle school.
That year, my father was quarrying on the mountain, accidentally stepped on the air and broke his leg. His newly improved family fell into poverty because of his father's accidental injury.
After the operation in the hospital, my father had to go home to raise because he could not afford the expensive hospitalization fee.
The embarrassment at home is obvious.
I live on campus, go home one day a week and bring a week's rations and pickles from home on Monday.
Six days a week is the time to grow up. Other children always have 10 Jin of rice in their rice bags, but I only have three or four Jin in my pocket.
Once when my mother filled me with rice, I looked at the little rice at the bottom of the rice bag and cried and said, "Mom, I'm hungry.
"Mother wiped a handful of tears and said," Add more water when steaming rice. Your father's legs are counting on rice to change medicine.
Don't run around after class, you will be hungry.
"We are all boarding in the school cafeteria.
Everyone uses an enamel jar, loads their own rice and takes it to the canteen for steaming.
I only grab a handful of rice at a time, and then add more water.
It's probably a child's nature. One week I was very angry and thought: It is better to eat two full meals than to be so hungry every day.
Those two days, the steamed rice in my jar was also white rice.
On Thursday morning, when I habitually put my hand into the rice bag under the bed, I was dumbfounded: there was not much rice left in the bag, just enough to dump, but I couldn't go home for two days.
That day, I dawdled until all the students in the dormitory left, and quickly grabbed a handful of rice from the rice bags of other students under the bed and put it into my enamel jar.
After all this, my forehead is sweaty. When I stood up, I suddenly found Zhang Xiaohong sleeping in the upper bunk next to the flower bed outside my dormitory. She looked at me in surprise.
I was completely confused. I looked at her and she turned and ran.
I think I'm finished-in a little while, the reputation of stealing children will spread all over the school.
I spent a fairly peaceful day in confusion.
I sneak a look at Zhang Xiaohong from time to time. She behaves as usual.
But who knows when she will tell this "secret"? I am like a criminal waiting for a verdict, suffering in the waiting.
So it was not until the next morning that it was time to steam rice again. ...
It's snowing again in homework help, snowing again, snowing again. The students sitting by the window cried loudly, and we all looked out of the window in class. The snow in the sky is like an elf, rendering the world white with her wand. I was not in the mood to go to class at that time, just holding my head in my hand and looking out of the window. I can't help thinking. Snowflakes fall like goose feathers. Looking at their delicate appearance, I really want to catch them with my hands. Leaves on tall ginkgo trees are rarely blown by cold wind. Kind little snowflakes are scattered on ginkgo trees one by one, as if to cover them with thick duvets. My second-year junior high school composition "Writing when it snows again" is also being washed away by this pure snow. Finally, after class was over, I dragged Li Yusheng out of the classroom. With a splash, I fell on my back, and the cold snow fell on my face. I can't help shivering, but I feel super good. I like it! Li Yusheng came over and helped me up. The two of us stood in the open-air corridor with our hands outstretched. Snowflakes jumped into my palm happily. While we were enjoying the beautiful scenery, the class began. Hey, I haven't had enough fun! When it snows again, I like the pure snow very much! The next day: Peng Xuan
The composition describing sleet first writes about scenery, and then writes about snow. These two parts should be written more, and snow scenes should be described more, such as white quilts and white carpets.
Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
Write more about people's activities, make snowmen and have snowball fights. This part should not exceed three lines on the composition paper. Just expand it as follows: it's raining, and the rain as big as beans drops on my face, which is painful and cold.
After a while, raindrops fell with small snow particles.
Gradually, the rain stopped, the snow became heavier and heavier, and it was white outside, so I couldn't see anything clearly.
This is the first snow since winter.
I saw countless snowflakes falling slowly with the wind, like a pair of big white curtains.
The snow came so early this year! "Snow has a good harvest", and next year must be a good year for a good harvest!
I woke up this morning and saw a silvery white outside the window. It's snowing, and the trees, houses and ground are all dressed in white. Small snowflakes are falling off and on. In a blink of an eye, some fell to the ground and some disappeared. This snow is the second snow this year. At noon, the little snowflake disappeared, and I had a snowball fight with my friends! Snow brings me a lot of fun. My father told me that snow can purify the air and kill some bacteria, which is good for wheat harvest. As the saying goes, "It's a good year to send charcoal in the snow", and next year is a good year. I woke up this morning and saw a silvery white outside the window, yeah! It's snowing Trees, houses and the ground are all dressed in white. It's snowing intermittently. Blink of an eye, some fell to the ground, some disappeared, this snow is the second snow this year. At noon, a * * * snow all disappeared, and I had a snowball fight with my friends! Snow brings me a lot of fun. Dad told me that snow can purify the air, kill some bacteria and benefit the wheat harvest. As the saying goes, next year is a good year.
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