Five Diaries of Pupils Writing Snow Scenes
Pupils keep a diary of snow scenes.
There are four seasons in a year, and each season has different scenery, but I only like the scenery when it snows in winter. In winter, it snows heavily. People seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm, to a crystal clear fairy tale world. The fragrance of pine trees and the snow and ice give people a cool and comfortable feeling. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, and even my heart is purifying and becoming pure and beautiful. In the morning, it was cloudy, and it looked as if it was going to snow.
In the afternoon, it began to snow. What a heavy snow!
At first, it was snow grains, just like someone in the sky sprinkled a lot of sugar and fell to the ground, making a rustling sound, as if thousands of fine silkworms were eating silkworm leaves. In a short time, the snow particles gathered into a large snowflake, as if many white petals were scattered by Miss Dong.
In the evening, the snow stopped. Walking on the vast road, at first glance, I saw a vast expanse of whiteness. It's really "a thousand miles of ice, Wan Li snow." There are many children making snowmen and having snowball fights in the snow. They had a good time, full of childhood happiness. Snow makes children crush it into snowballs and then smash it everywhere. Although they were beaten to pieces, they never complained and exchanged their pain for our joy. They give us happiness in their own unique way. I understand this spirit!
Snow, like beautiful music and affectionate and beautiful poems, brings us happiness and allows us to enjoy a "beautiful picture of Xue Rui"!
Two primary school students keep a diary of the snow scene.
Quietly, the snow fell. Silently, it seems to appear out of thin air, covering everything loosely and softly, and wrapping the early winter with a layer of white clothes, which is beautiful! It began to snow in the morning, and the flowers fell on the hair, clothes and nose tip, and a little bit of coolness came to my mind. Snow, like a naughty elf, just fell on you and disappeared, as if playing hide-and-seek with you. Small ice crystals are goose feathers, fluttering and spreading, attracting us to look for them all the time.
When we came to the roof, the surrounding scenery was unobstructed. Snowflakes in the cold wind hit our faces and told us the beauty of that winter. Snowflakes are falling in that beautiful campus landscape. Watching, admiring and admiring the beauty that belongs only to nature. Everything is like a dream, we don't believe our eyes. The former campus was like a Cinderella. But put on this snow dance skirt, you will become a beautiful princess and show it to the world. Touch the white elf carefully with both hands, and you will find that the snow melts in your heart and flows carefully, giving you all her beauty.
Go on and come to the small garden on campus. At this time, the garden is like a kind old man, standing in the snow, waving to welcome us. Still coughing in my mouth, coughing up large snowflakes. The plants in the garden are covered with thick quilts. Listen carefully as if you can hear their breathing. It is so quiet around us that we can't help but slow down and experience this miracle with our heart, as if time has slowed down. Looking up at the sky, large tracts of snowflakes are still falling, so beautiful! The big leaves of the maple tree, like an open hand, touch the snow doll and hang on the branches, exquisitely carved. You shook the tree hard again, and the leaves floated down with the snowflakes and danced a beautiful waltz.
Came to the playground, at this time, the tolerance of snow was infinitely magnified. The whole playground has become a paradise for snow, and also a paradise for our children. Joy pervades the campus, laughter and reading create the vitality of youth and break the cold in winter. My heart has been restless for a long time because of this snow. Because of this snow, I feel the vitality of youth.
Three pupils keep a diary of the snow scene.
Open your hazy eyes in the morning, and everyone is still sleeping. I dressed slowly, and suddenly I saw the sky was white. I thought it was smog again. Standing on the balcony, I saw snowflakes flying like catkins in the cold wind. I excitedly said to my parents, "It's snowing! It's snowing! " After delivering the good news, I couldn't wait to rush downstairs. As soon as I went out, a cold wind blew on my face. The tall buildings and trees are covered with white snow blankets, and the earth is wrapped in silver, which makes me feel like I am in a fairyland. It's snowing everywhere, and the ground is covered with ice and snow. Cars are like giant white chocolates. I really want a bite! Snowflakes, like naughty elves in the air, passed lightly before my eyes.
At this time, the square is also a lively scene. The children rolled the snow into snowballs and threw them at each other, and happy laughter pierced the sky. I don't want to go home even if I'm tired of playing, because such heavy snow is really rare.
Pedestrians on the road walk carefully for fear of slipping due to freezing snow. Shoes crunched in the snow and played a winter symphony. I was walking when I was watching the snow scene, and I accidentally slipped and got in close contact with the snow. I got up, my mouth was full of glistening snow, but it melted in a blink of an eye, drinking mineral water as cold as ice.
Snowflakes fall slowly, like reeds, like catkins, like light goose feathers, and float endlessly. Like a beautiful silver butterfly flying in the air; Like a group of little dancers in gauze skirts, spinning and dancing. Every crystal snowflake is like a euphemistic and fresh light music, as if it were a light and harmonious poem.
Ah! Snow, they are as crystal clear as jade and as bright as silver. They are angels sent by heaven, and they are messengers of winter.
Four pupils keep a diary of the snow scene.
Winter has come, and it has come to this world with silent steps. In the morning, I opened the curtains, ah! A snow scene flashed before my eyes. The snow has not stopped, but it is still falling silently, as if a pair of loving mother's hands are knitting a snow-white sweater for the earth. The snow has stopped, but it hasn't melted yet. Accompanied by this snow scene, I embarked on my grandfather's road. On the way, I looked around curiously. It was so beautiful! Trees turned white, like decorated Christmas trees, and the pond was covered with a thin layer of ice. Many unfrozen insects skate in the Children's Palace! Huh? What is jumping under the tree? It turns out that the birds are out foraging. Probably because they couldn't find food, they all gathered under the tree. I don't want to disturb them. Maybe they are flying. Why else would they dance so happily?
Walking, walking, I came to a lawn, because it snowed, it seemed to be covered with a big white blanket. On the lawn, my friends made many snowmen, all of which were lifelike.
Five pupils keep a diary of the snow scene.
Early in the morning, I saw snow falling in the sky outside the window, and the earth was immediately wrapped in silver. Seeing these little white snowflakes, I can't help getting excited. I held out my hand, and in a short time, some naughty snowflakes jumped into my hand. Cold and cool. In a blink of an eye, these cuteness will depend on me one by one, turning into small drops of water and playing hide-and-seek with me. Hey, what about the crystal snowflake? Oh, it turned into a small drop of water.
Gradually, the snow is getting bigger and more beautiful. Take a closer look, wow, I saw tiny and dense snowflakes falling between heaven and earth, like countless fairies spreading flowers to the world, conveying the blessings of spring. After a long time, the snow slowly stopped. You see, the ground and bricks are covered with a thin layer of snow, and flowers and trees are holding clouds of snow. The snow on the red tile roof is like rows of piano keys and rows of red tiles covered with snow, so neat and magical.
After a while, the snow as white as jade played with me. I don't know if it's a heavenly general sent from heaven or a jade leaf falling from the laurel tree in the moon palace. Snowflakes are like beautiful jade butterflies, dancing like drunkenness, falling like dandelions and flying like flies; Like the little white flowers in the sky, they are scattered and gathered, swaying gently, all of which are masterpieces of the earth! I saw the snow in front of me as naughty as a butterfly, falling on the roof for a while, on the branches for a while, and floating on the faces of pedestrians from time to time.
Snow, I love you, and I love your purity. You decorated the earth with silvery white, and how beautifully you dressed it.