College composition
2. Snowflakes are 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 is snowing heavily, and the snowflake dances in various postures in the air, or flies, or hovers, or falls straight and quickly and lays on the ground.
4. 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 begins to snow, the snowflakes are usually not big or dense. For example, catkins float gently with the wind. The wind is blowing harder and harder, the snow is getting denser and denser, and the snow is getting bigger and bigger, like a white net. You can't see anything if you are far away.
6, snow, covering the roof, roads, crushing branches, hiding the appearance of various objects, blocking roads and traffic, snowflakes flying, making heaven and earth dissolve into a white body.
7. 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.
8. It's snowing. What a beautiful snowflake. When early winter comes, snowflakes report the coming of winter in time. After class, the students ran to the playground, some cheering, some jumping, and some opening their hands to pick up the flying snowflakes. Look, look, the snow has covered the earth. There is snow everywhere in the sky and on the ground. White land, white house, white forest.
9. Snow, I love you, and I love your purity. You decorated the earth with silvery white, and how beautifully you dressed it.
10, in the evening, large tracts of snowflakes fall from the dark sky. At the moment, mountains, rivers, fields and villages are all covered with snow.
1 1, the willows covered with all leaves are covered with fluffy shiny silver bars; Evergreen pines and cypresses in winter and summer are full of fluffy pines and heavy snowballs.
12, Snow Fairy is waving 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.
13, wow, I saw tiny and dense snowflakes falling between heaven and earth, the bigger and denser, as if countless fairies were 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.
14. On the roadside, snow covered the sidewalk with a white quilt, which left a series of footprints. Snow coats the trees with white, which makes them more powerful.
15, the sudden snowfall, the winter sun seems to have narrowed the distance with people, which is particularly clear and dazzling. But the temperature of the sun seems to be cooled by snow and ice, so it can't be heated.
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.
The snow in the evening is deeply cut, as if there are countless emotions, and it is as turbulent as the sea water, which can drown everything and have a sense of nudity. 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.
Sitting alone behind the curtain of the snow fog, listening to the sound of snow falling. The falling dead leaves were quickly covered with snow, disappeared like a grain of dust and sank with my memory.
It seems that every winter is spent like this, curling up in my warm cabin, lighting a curling lamp, listening to music, drinking steaming tea, reading my favorite books and watching the wind, frost, rain and snow slide past the window year after year. I would like to live in my castle like this and watch the years pass quietly, like water. I don't know if the traces of time are hung on my face and engraved in my heart. I know that one day, my eyes are no longer as clear as snowflakes. After years of heavy snow, will you still remember the woman behind the snow and the heart of the past as snow?
Looking up at the pedestrians on the road, everyone is in a hurry. The solstice of winter has not yet arrived, and the cold at this moment is not biting. I think a person walking on the road, looking at the leaves that will not fall, will make me feel a little sad, feel the warmth of home, and involuntarily speed up my steps. Reminds me of the ancient poem "Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow at night returns to people". Thinking of this, I can't help laughing, not at others, but at myself. Sitting in the room all day thinking, vague, many scenes have never been experienced and will never be realized, but inexplicably familiar and frightened. As if I had wings in my heart, I flew around for me through time and space. It turns out that imagination can be so real or so absurd.
I suddenly remembered an old song many years ago: put away your emotions, leave your memory blank, forget the past you once had, and never say love again ... I like these naive old songs, and all my troubles were solved in a few words. How many words can be realized in the ethereal promise of that year? I don't know and I can't prove it. All I know is that it will never bring the slightest excitement or dizziness, just like fireworks in the night sky. Beauty only belongs to her for a moment, the wind blows away, the prosperity is gone, and everything is empty.
Moonlight and snow shadow rolled into the window, sprinkled on the table by the window, sprinkled on my forehead, and nourished my soul. Fingertips danced again, pouring out her loneliness. This is just a game and a dream. Only the rules of this game are impermanent. This dream can see the other side, but can't swim. This play is wonderful. It should be staged when it should be staged, and it should end when it should be finished. This game is very helpless, from clear to fuzzy, from spring flowers to autumn dew. Like a wisp of wind, a Jing Xue, ups and downs at will, I don't know where to go, I don't know where to go.
"Speak, speak; What's the hurry between going and coming? " Mr. Zhu Ziqing's "Hurry" made me sigh. It turns out that everything is doomed to be in a hurry, and I will never catch up with it.