Weekly diary in winter
Time flies so fast that people can't catch it. A week has passed in a blink of an eye. This week, everyone has a lot of feelings. Let's learn to write a weekly diary together. Before writing, you should consider the content and structure first! The following is my weekly diary of winter for your reference only. Let's have a look. Weeks in Winter 1
Winter has arrived, and a cold current has hit the land in the south of the Yangtze River. The northwest wind is blowing like a knife, and people are wearing scarves and hats. Goose feather and heavy snow are falling on the earth. The earth looks like a white carpet, the tree looks like a white cotton-padded jacket, and the roof looks like a white velvet hat. The whole south of the Yangtze River is like a beautiful ice sculpture.
In this cold winter, Chimonanthus praecox, Phyllostachys edulis and Pinus ponderosa are not afraid of the cold at all. Chimonanthus praecox stands out in the wind, while Chimonanthus praecox blooms in the snow. The leaves of bamboo and pine are still so green, standing bravely in the snow. People like them very much, and give them a nice name called "Three Friends in Cold Years".
Small animals are afraid of cold. Ants hide in holes full of food, some are sleeping, some are eating, and all are free. Python and hedgehog lay motionless in the soft mud hole and slept beautifully for a winter.
children are not afraid of the cold. They wear thick winter clothes and gloves and go outdoors. Look, some of them ski, some skate and some jump rope. How happy they are! Children's happy laughter echoed everywhere in the wild.
ah! How happy winter is! Weeks in winter 2
On a quiet winter morning, the north wind whizzed and the bare branches trembled. Pedestrians in the street are rushing to the road. Some pedestrians cover their faces with their hands and keep blowing hot air, while others cover their faces with collars to block the cold north wind ... without looking at the scenery in the street. Only the vendors selling zongzi and sweet potatoes broke the silence of the morning, and the waves of fragrance tempted people to take out their wallets and buy some.
gradually, the night came. It was dark, the north wind was blowing bitterly, and dark clouds covered the sky. I didn't know where the stars were and where the moon was. People slowly fell asleep, even the twittering birds stopped singing, and the animals curled up and hid in their own houses, preparing to spend this long winter night.
Ah, although you are cold in winter, you are the messenger of spring. If winter has arrived, can spring be far behind? Weeks in Winter 3
Recently, it always rains in Shenzhen, and the cold wind in Shenzhen makes people feel the coolness in winter.
If you think about some cities in the north, it must be snowing heavily now. If you look at the pedestrians on the road, they all curse the bad weather. Some people don't like going out, so they watch TV happily at home. But in Shenzhen, where it is raining heavily, the antenna has been damaged by the wind and rain. Why talk about watching TV? I think you are staring blankly at the TV!
But although it is cold in winter in the north, we can see a beautiful thing, that is snow. I like snow, because it is white and looks very comfortable. Snow can also be used to make snowmen and snowballs. Snow is really fun and beautiful!
ah! How beautiful and charming the winter scenery is! Weekly diary in winter 4
It's the New Year, and my father and mother go to my grandmother's house to pay a New Year call. It had just snowed, and the weather was very cold, so the snow didn't melt. There is snow everywhere in grandma's yard. In order to facilitate pedestrians, I decided to sweep the snow with my brother. I grabbed a shovel, but my brother was unhappy. He said unhappily, "If you don't let me down, I'll sue your mother!" " This scared me so much that I gave it to him at once. The snow is really hard. I can't sweep it without hard work, so I try my best to sweep and sweep it desperately. Although it was cold, I was sweating. I asked my brother to get me a bag of milk to drink. He came running and said, "There is only one bag left." I said, "Then you drink." So, I swept and swept desperately, and finally, I woke up the houses and trees that were sleeping in winter and became radiant. Although I am very tired, I am happy in my heart because I have done a good deed.
It's the first time for me to feel tired as a cleaner. I just did a trivial thing, but I cried out that I was tired. What about the cleaners? No matter day or night, I tirelessly stick to my job, get up early and get greedy for the dark, and make Bo more beautiful and moving. Ah, you are great!
I love the cleaner, her obscurity, her unrewarding, her anonymity and her dribs and drabs ... Winter Weekly 5
"Ah, it's so cold!" When winter comes, the city has changed.
Although it didn't snow, the temperature was very low. In the morning, I often saw some people wrapped themselves up in hats and gloves for fear of blowing a little wind. In the street, dogs and kittens often attract people's attention by wearing brightly colored clothes. Fog also quietly followed the wind to the sky above the city, covering the sun. The night also came early, and the light became darker and darker at five o'clock in the afternoon. Dew is becoming more and more naughty. They hide in the leaves, and when passers-by pass under the tree, they jump on the passers-by and scare others. People also began to change with the seasons. In the morning, people didn't look very energetic and were dressed very tightly. Like people, plants have changed. The trees that used to dance freely in the wind are now losing their hair and vitality. Some tiny plants seem to be malnourished and sick.
winter has come, what a change! Weekly diary of winter 6
The harvest autumn passed and the cold winter came. The northwest wind is blowing, the leaves on the trees have fallen off, the grass on the ground has turned yellow, and the flowers have withered, but at this moment, the plum blossoms who like to fight snow with pride have been in full bloom, adding some color to winter.
The withered leaves on the tree fluttered down, and several leaves hung on the tree alone. There are withered and yellow leaves everywhere on the ground. When a gust of wind blows, the leaves on the ground roll to the corner like a group of children who are particularly afraid of the cold, shrinking into a ball.
in the winter morning, the morning fog is coming. The fog is as wet as morning dew and as white as milk. Plumes, clouds, a little bit, pieces of smoke, cotton, water, fog gently around the mountains. The morning mist is like ivory gauze, dreamy, dreamy, poetic and picturesque, which can't be waved away, torn open and cut constantly, blocking people's sight and making people feel like they are on cloud nine. Fluttering morning mist, like ivory gauze, slowly, this gauze is infected with Zhaohui. Into a golden curtain.
I looked at people walking in the street and said to myself! "Ah, winter is coming!" Weekly diary of winter 7
There are four seasons in a year: spring, summer, autumn and winter. And my favorite season is winter, although it is very cold.
why do I like winter? That's because bacteria are not easy to reproduce in winter, and there are no insects.
Snow in winter is my favorite, and it lasts for three or two days. Look, it's woven like a goose feather, and the roof of every house is covered with a layer of silver quilt.
in the evening, the lights are turned on, and a little dusk light sets off a quiet and peaceful night.
people walking slowly in the countryside, on the roads and by the stone bridges with umbrellas, and farmers, their houses are sparsely silent in the snow.
There are more and more children on the ground. Some of them have snowball fights, others make snowmen ... and have fun.
I like winter. Do you like it? Weekly diary of winter 8
Autumn passed unconsciously, and winter quietly came to my hut. The grass withered, the floret dared not look up, and Uncle Pine still stood there with his waist straight. Suddenly a familiar voice passed by me, going abroad! It was the sound of the north wind. How cold it is! The north wind is really like a knife. I quickly ran home to change a set of clothes and went home to sleep. Hey! It's really cold in winter!
Suddenly it started to snow heavily, and the floor was covered with a white carpet. I put on my clothes and climbed to the window to enjoy the snow scene, then put on my shoes and went out to play. Listen, what beautiful music is playing here. There is the sound of little friends stepping on the snow, the sound of the north wind whistling, and the sound of rustling snow. If you listen carefully, there are many endless sounds. Winter is really beautiful! Weekly diary of winter 9
I love the four seasons, but I love winter more. Although it is not as vibrant as spring, nor as lush as summer, nor as bumper harvest as autumn, it has conquered me with its unique beauty.
The most striking thing in winter is the white, soft and cold snow. In the cold morning, the first thing you see when you wipe the frost from the window is these white elves. The children ran out of the house one after another, and asked a few good friends to play in the open space in groups of three or five, making snowmen and having snowball fights ... In a short time, one snowman smiled at us, and one snowball drew an arc in the air and fell into the "position" of the "enemy". The children laughed and played happily. This is the happiness that Grandpa Dong brought to people.
In winter, all flowers wither, and only Chimonanthus praecox stands firm, which seems to be fighting against the strong wind and snow. "Snow is unknown from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance" and "The sword front is honed, and the fragrance of plum blossom comes from bitter cold". It is precisely because plum blossom has suffered too much bitter cold that its fragrance can be intoxicating and cast its unyielding character, instead of being beaten by wind and rain like peach blossom and apricot blossom.
Because I love the white snow and the strong plum blossom. Weekly diary of winter 1
Most people may think that winter is a cold season. But when I look at winter, it is a very beautiful season.
Although winter is not as warm as spring, nor as hot as summer, nor as sunny as autumn, it is equally charming. If you look carefully, the fields are green, rows and rows of greenhouses, melons and fruits are all over the garden, and farmers' uncles are sowing and harvesting.
people are coming and going in the street, and traffic is heavy. Holly on the roadside still held her head up and straightened her waist like that. Snacks are various: dumplings, vermicelli, fried rice ... Weekly notes in winter 11
Winter in my hometown is snow-white. There is snow on the ground, snow on the mountain and snow on the roof.
In the morning, the sun is lazy. We all get up earlier than the sun. When we have class, it slowly climbs out of the mountain.
The sun is warmer at noon than in the morning, but the snow on the ground is dazzling. At four o'clock in the afternoon, it climbed into the quilt early and slept, leaving us with a cold world.
In winter, the earth looks like it is covered with silver clothes, and people also wear thick clothes.
This is the winter in our hometown, a cold and beautiful season. Weeks of Winter 12
Winter came, and the northwest wind whizzed across the treetops. The leaves on the trees almost fell off, the grass on the ground turned yellow, and people all put on their coats.
The withered leaves on the ground fluttered down, and several leaves hung on the tree alone. There are yellow leaves on the ground. When a gust of wind blows, the leaves on the ground roll to the corner in small groups, like a group of children who are particularly afraid of cold, shrinking into a ball.
There are fewer and fewer people in the street. Pedestrians are wearing cotton-padded clothes and thick gloves. Even though people wear that thick clothes, they are still shivering with cold, and their faces, noses and ears are all red. At school, some students ran to the radiator as soon as they entered the classroom without even putting their schoolbags, put their hands on it to keep warm, and shouted, "It's freezing, it's freezing!" " Their ears and noses are also purple and red with cold. After school in the afternoon, some children get together, and from time to time, their mouths are full of white gas.
The northwest wind is blowing harder and harder. I hurried home, touching the radiator and saying to myself, "Ah, it's so cold, winter is coming!"
However, although winter has come, can spring be far behind? Weekly diary of winter 13
In the blink of an eye, winter has come. I still clearly remember the heavy snow in 2xx. Unexpectedly, it is winter again.
A few days ago, Miss Mei asked us to write down Looking for Autumn, and asked us to look for autumn carefully. Only two days later, we should look for winter.
yesterday, it was still hot, but now it's suddenly so cold. It's getting cold and the northwest wind is blowing fast. When I get up in the morning to change clothes, I shrink and tremble! I added three clothes at once, and I felt much warmer.
I went to school. When I opened the door, a cold air came on me. I felt cold at once. Ah, winter really came!
On the way to school, I saw many cyclists wearing hats, scarves, boots and gloves, wrapping themselves up. Some walkers shrink their necks tightly, put their hands in their pockets and walk slowly step by step against the wind; Some people who drive battery cars have installed windshields in front of their cars, shrinking their bodies to reveal only half of their faces on the glass ...
Winter is coming, and I like snowy winter best, making snowmen and having snowball fights ... What a happy thing! Weekly diary in winter 14
In winter morning, open your eyes and walk to the window. Wow! The earth is all white, and the beautiful white world comes into my eyes.
On the ground, Grandpa Dong spread a white blanket on the ground. The trees are full of white flowers; On the roof, Grandpa Dong also covered it with a white cotton quilt. Let me look at the willow tree in the southeast of the community. She took off her green coat and put on the down jacket that Grandpa Dong gave her. It seems that she likes it very much. Should she wear it until spring?
At school, we made a snowman and had a snowball fight together ... Snow fell from the sky, like a little messenger sent from the Heaven.
Snow, as light as goose feathers, falls on our faces and necks, making us feel cool.
Snow is as thick as fog. After it stops, there are little angels on our sleeves, pants, hands and shoes.
I love beautiful winter! Weekly diary in winter 15
Snowflakes are flying all over the sky in winter, like cute elves. At first glance, the ground, the trees and the roof are all white. The cold wind is blowing, the tree is bent, but the pine tree stands upright in the cold wind, as if to say, "Cold wind, I am not afraid of you, just blow!" " The green mountains turned into a vast expanse of white.
the lake is covered with thin ice, and the faint sunlight shines on it. Naive bears eat all the food they can eat before hibernating, put the food into a stuffed bag and turn it into fat. When hibernating, they absorb it little by little every day until the winter is over and they will wake up in spring.
The snow-white winter is full of laughter and beautiful scenery.