A description of very cold weather

Winter, a quiet and silent name. The snow was falling quietly, and no one noticed it. Even French windows and dark streets are covered with snow footprints. The sky is gray, windy and dusty, and it's a mess. The weather is gloomy, and the sky is thick, low and gray-yellow turbid clouds. The wind roared and ran wildly in the wilderness; It seems to be holding a sharp sword, which can pierce a tight leather coat, not to mention the exposed face, and it is unbearable to be scratched again and again. In winter, the whole world becomes a big refrigerator, the mountains are shivering with cold, the rivers are frozen stiff, and the air seems to be frozen. Embroiderers are covered with frost and make window sounds for no reason. Open the door and welcome anyone to visit. Rain may change the cold. It's just winter, and it's like a dream, like a lingering lemon in the south of the Yangtze River. Then there are layers of snow, dancing selflessly. The first snow this winter created a miracle that never happened in a hundred years, so thick snow. ...

When winter comes, all the leaves on the trees have fallen off. The north wind roared and the land was in depression. There is thick ice in the river. People wear all kinds of winter clothes, scarves and gloves, but they can't resist the cold, and their faces are red with cold. There are fewer and fewer pedestrians in the street. I also found heavy clothes from the closet, which made people look awkward when I put them on.