Sentences describing the weather in early winter?

There is no beauty in the middle of winter in early winter, only cold and dry wind blowing and cloudy days without sunshine, but it is beautiful. People begin to dress themselves up with beautiful and warm winter clothes, and at the same time beautify this early winter season. This season is not too cold. Only in the morning, the temperature is slightly lower, but it is very cold. The fresh air is sucked into the lungs, cool and refreshing, like ice water. Because it has not yet entered winter, flowers and trees still show the scene of late autumn, and there is no sense of ruin and depression in winter. The grass on the ground is quite green, and there are a few small flowers that are not afraid of cold in this lush green. Some people say that early winter is gray, because at this time, the sky over the whole city is always gray, without sunshine and vitality; Some people say it is yellow, and there is no spring and summer scenery in the field, only a large area of yellow left after harvest; Others say that this is an uncomfortable season, without the vigor of spring, the fierceness of summer, the passion of autumn, and the complete coldness of winter. But who would have thought that this is a transitional season, and its mission is to let people gradually adapt from the warmth of nostalgia. This is like a process in which a person slowly moves from comfort to suffering, which brings people a prelude to the coming of winter.

Isn't the flying leaves and the slightly chilly cold wind the prelude to winter?

This season can best distinguish people's nature. Hard-working people can still get up early to get busy with the day. Some people are afraid of the cold and are attached to the warm bed, and don't want to get up early in this cold season. And missed the best time of early winter: in the morning, although the wind is a little cold, it is not biting, people can still move their hands and feet, and before it is fully dawn, people who go to school are gradually increasing. Old people go to the morning market to buy food with food baskets in the morning, and the food after winter is the most delicious time. Just look at the piles of watery, tender and tender vegetables and listen to the hawkers' shouts one after another. At this time, the trees along the river are particularly energetic, spreading their branches to welcome the arrival of winter, and even the birds are unwilling to be lonely, chirping happily in the trees, not feeling that winter is coming at all. Only the leaves are quietly falling, and a biting cold wind is blowing on my face. Winter is really coming.

The early winter is slowly passing, although it is short-lived, but it also brings its unique color to the city. After faithfully fulfilling the mission entrusted to it by nature, it quietly left and gradually disappeared into the city and people's memory.