Write a composition about the weather in Shanghai.
It was clear in Wan Li just now, and now it's cloudy! It's just a stone "The Drunk Book of Looking at the Lake Building on June 27th": Dark clouds turn over the ink and don't cover the mountain, while white rain jumps over the boat.
Suddenly, a crystal snowflake fell on me and slowly melted. Let me feel the breath of winter. Soon, the snow all over the sky fell like goose feathers. People hurried home. Like a magician, he turned beautiful Shanghai into a pink jade wonderland.
As the saying goes: see the sun through the clouds. But Shanghai sees the sun through clouds. The sun provides us with heat without stint. The snowflake gradually disappeared, because Brother Sunshine brought the naughty Snow Fairy back to heaven.
The weather in Shanghai, like a doll's temper, is always unpredictable.