Beautiful sentences about flying snowflakes

1. The elegant snowflakes are falling down. Seeing the countless snowflakes falling down, it seems like countless petals are specially closed together, like they are dancing for people, and like countless little ones. Angels are giving us their fragrance. So beautiful!

2. The snowflakes were fluttering. I looked up at the sky, and the snowflakes were falling down like feathers. The snowflakes floated on the heads of the classmates and turned into shiny little silver hats; the snowflakes floated on the mushroom pavilion, and the stone mushrooms seemed to have life and danced.

3. The brilliance of snowflakes only lasts for the time it takes to fall from the sky to the ground. It is such a short-lived beauty that it leaves with its brilliance the moment it touches the ground. He breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, with his back to the window; leaned against the wall, and gently closed his eyes. The snowflakes outside the window were floating with thoughts, as if he had returned to that wonderful dream-like day.

4. It snowed today, and the snowflakes fell down one after another, like white cotton balls, and like dancing ballerinas; falling on the ground, it was like magic, miraculous disappeared and turned into a drop of water; falling on the grass, white snow dots were like the patterns on a Dalmatian dog; falling on the car, it was like putting a white shawl on the car; falling on the red roof, the house The top slowly turns white, like wearing a white hat; falling on a dead tree, it looks like a silver-white Christmas tree; falling in a flower bed, it seems to cover the grass with a white quilt

5. In the silent night, it snowed heavily. Pieces of snowflakes, like goose feathers and jade flakes, are flying one after another, covering the sky and the earth. Some fell on the treetops; some fell on the roof; and some fell playfully into the necks of passers-by. After a while, the branches turned white, the roofs turned white, the roads turned white, and the earth was replaced with white silver.

6. Snowflakes were falling in droves and falling from the sky all the time. There were some small ice particles mixed in, and after combining with the water on the ground, they gradually condensed into a thin layer of ice.

7. The snowflakes are flying, like countless pieces of jade scattered by fairies, and like the white flowers scattered by the Holy Mother of Flowers. They are dancing and chasing in the air, like delicate white chrysanthemums. . People can be seen playing in the snow everywhere on the playground and in the gymnasium. Standing, sitting, in groups of three or two, or in groups of four or five, they had snowball fights and made snowmen. It was so lively and lively. The wind is gentle and the snow is soft, accompanying you into a sweet dream.

8. Suddenly, another small snowflake slowly fell from the sky. It floated to the deserted Tiananmen Square and became a newcomer on the ground. Just like this, small snowflakes fell from the sky one after another.

9. After the cold wind passed, Grandpa Dong gave us a precious gift of snow. What beautiful little snowflakes! They began to fall in pieces, small, thin, light and soft, just like the petals of the peach blossom falling one by one. Hexagonal snowflakes fall on people's faces, feeling cold and crispy, so comfortable!

10. Snowflakes are like a group of cute elves, dancing in the air, as smooth as jade, as light as catkins, and are blown by the wind to swirl in the air. A snowflake fell on my clothes, and I observed it carefully: it was hexagonal, crystal clear, like a small leaf. I stretched out my hand and caught a few snowflakes, but as soon as they reached my hands, they melted and slipped through my fingers.

11. Snowflakes are so beautiful! All of a sudden, the whole ground became white, and all of a sudden the ground became a piece of snow-white, a piece of white flowers, and the entire area was buried by snowflakes. As soon as you step on it, it will feel loose and soft, and it will become a white, soft and cool piece of snow to the touch.

12. The wind is blowing, the snow is floating, and the road is gradually becoming lively. It turned out that the naughty children ran out of the house. They ran on the snow, had snowball fights, made snowmen, and some even lay down on the snow, enjoying the fun brought to him by Grandpa Dong. Young people happily raised their cameras and greedily took pictures of the beautiful snow scenery. The old people are smiling because the auspicious snow heralds a good harvest!

13. Standing by the window alone and admiring. Watch the snowflakes fall slowly and gently, dancing gracefully. Snowflakes are so happy, so pure, and carefree. They just dance to their heart's content and dance to their own splendor without worrying about anything.

14. The snow suddenly fell heavily, and they rushed to fall, like catkins and goose feathers. They circled and danced mischievously in the sky. Then, they fell on people's heads, bodies, and faces one after another.

15. The snow is still falling, and the snowflakes are flying in the air. I seem to have become one of them, floating freely in the air. I can't help but be intoxicated by the dancing snowflakes. .

16. Large tracts of snowflakes are flying in the air, flying and falling. Snowflakes like catkins, reed flowers and dandelions are dancing in the air and flying with the wind! 17. Outside the window, there are snow particles and snowflakes flying hard for a while, making the world full of bright colors.

She swallowed more than half of the small houses and trees, leaving only pieces of gray bricks and tiles, which were bare and looked very damp

18. Ah, yes The flying snowflakes spread the pure whiteness to the world after the rain. Imagine spreading your elegant wings at this moment, flying up to the clouds and becoming a fairy official flying flowers.

19. The snow is falling heavier and heavier, as if goose feathers are falling from the sky. It is also like a goddess scattering flowers and fairies dancing. The snowflakes are in mid-air. You hold me and I hug you. They are like a ball. , clusters, crowded forward and backward, like countless snow-white cotton balls rolling down from the sky.

20. A small snowflake fell on my sleeve. I found that the snowflake did have six petals, as crystal clear and transparent as the wings of a dragonfly, sparkling in the light. Snowflakes kept falling on my sleeves, and I looked at them in fascination. Although the snowflakes all have six petals, no two snowflakes are exactly the same. Every snowflake is so beautiful and cute. Beautiful sentences describing snowflakes

1. The magnificent hexagonal petals, as light as smoke, as moist as jade, and as white as clouds, quietly fell to the earth, covering Mother Earth with a quilt. Looking around, the whole world is white like a fairy tale kingdom of ice and snow.

2. Snowflakes are still floating in the sky, floating. I use paint to leave snowflakes. One stroke, two strokes, the snowflakes were enlarged by me. Uh, not enough. I picked up my camera and took pictures of the snowflakes and the spectacular scenery. The snowflakes seemed shy and drifted to the other side with the wind.

3. The snowflakes are very white, so pure. They make the earth very pure and beautiful. I have this feeling: Snow not only makes everything pure, but also makes people's hearts as beautiful and pure as it.

4. Pieces of small snowflakes are as light as smoke, as pure as jade, and as white as silver, fluttering and falling from the sky, kissing the long-lost earth.

5. Snowflakes all over the sky fell happily like elves. They stretched their slender white bodies, gently stroked their long crystal hair, and fell into the embrace of the earth. They are so cute, wearing unique snow clothes, playing happily in the sky. Some of them spin freely in the air, stretching their graceful figures; some are in groups, on the roof of the building, under the pine tree Below, they are spinning happily; some are leisurely and contented, perhaps intoxicated in the pleasure of falling to the ground, landing lightly and not bringing any sound to the world

6. Snowflakes are fluttering, I looked up at the sky, and the snowflakes were falling like feathers. The snowflakes floated on the heads of the classmates and turned into shiny little silver hats; the snowflakes floated on the mushroom pavilion, and the stone mushrooms seemed to have life and danced. The air seems to have been filtered by snow, it is so fresh and has a pure and true natural beauty. Snow brings vitality to all things, it makes all things pure. The earth and all things need snow and cannot do without it. Wherever the snowflakes fall, it becomes beautiful. The snowflakes are fluttering, and the snowflakes are fluttering. It decorates the world beautifully.

7. The elegant snowflakes are falling down. Seeing the countless snowflakes falling down, it seems like countless petals are specially closed together, like they are dancing for people, and like countless little ones. Angels are giving us their fragrance. So beautiful!

8. Snowflake is the makeup artist of the world and a good partner of our children. When the snow covered the ground, we all rushed out of the house and played in the paradise. We made snowmen and had snowball fights. The laughter made the frozen world full of life. Snowflakes kept flying down and falling on the children's heads. , shoulders, and feet, ha! They have become Santa Claus! Gently catch a snowflake, and it will soon disappear and turn into a pool of shining water. Touch it slightly on your face, which will make you feel particularly comfortable. I have never felt so comfortable!

9. Thousands of snowflakes are flying all over the sky, like silver butterflies, like white petals, like light feathers. They dress up the whole earth like a pink jade. A fairy tale world made of bricks.

10. Snowflakes are like fluttering white butterflies, their wings shining with joy, as if they are scattering crystal flakes to the earth, letting the earth rest under the soft bed curtains. Breeding the growth of the new year.

11. Snowflakes are as elegant as butterflies, as white as dandelions, so beautiful!

12. Little snowflakes are scattered at the end of this season, and winter seems to be leaving for this parting Arrive, it seems very shy, the snowflakes are in clusters, but they are even more gorgeous at this time. Under that ray of warm sunshine, they are colorful and exude a charming atmosphere. The snowflakes in winter are especially enchanting. There are so many mountains and rivers. Jiao. The winter in the north is severe and cold, lacking the squeamishness of the south.

13. Snow like catkins, snow like reed flowers, snow like light smoke, flowing and chasing, spotless when it comes, not disturbed by dust when it falls. The small hexagonal flowers are exquisite and clear, and none of them is the same. Pink carving and jade carving, but which artist can design such exquisite patterns? Which carver can carve such delicate handicrafts? Rather than saying they are masterpieces of nature, I would rather believe they are the tears of a certain fairy in the heavenly palace. !

14. What a pure snowflake, it allows all passers-by to feel its beauty and allows everything to possess it.

Overnight, the lawns, holly, flowers, stones, and trees on both sides of the road seemed to have been beautified. Looking around, everything was white, and it seemed like a world of snow. The grass is covered with quilts, and the big trees are covered with cotton jackets.

15. Snowflakes are the symbol of sanctity and purity in the world. I like snowflakes, their crystal clearness, and their flawless whiteness.

16. After class, I reluctantly looked at the white snowflakes outside the window, thinking: Little snowflakes, come more, I will make a beautiful Snow White; Little snowflakes, come more, make a beautiful snow white. The air becomes fresher and purer; bring more small snowflakes to make the wheat quilt thicker.

17. The snow is floating leisurely, rendering the sky and the earth into a vast expanse of white. Snow like catkins, snow like reed flowers, snow like light smoke, flowing and chasing, spotless when it comes, not disturbed by dust when it falls. The small hexagonal flowers are exquisite and clear, and none of them is the same. Pink carving and jade carving, but which artist can design such exquisite patterns? Which carver can carve such meticulous handicrafts? Rather than saying it is a masterpiece of nature, I would rather believe that it is the work of a certain fairy in the heavenly palace. Tears!

18. Snowflakes are falling quietly. The flying snowflakes, one after another, are like dandelions all over the sky, and like countless young and indescribable lives, trembling, rising and rippling in the vast night sky. The expression is so happy, and the changes are so magical. Tian Jing seemed to feel that there was a giant white wing covering the earth, and before he knew it, there was a vast expanse of white in front of him.

19. The snowflakes in the sky are fluttering in the wind, like cute snow dolls, jumping down naughtily, like fairies, wearing white skirts, light and fluttering; Like little white flowers.

20. The snowflakes are as white as jade. Are they the little heavenly generals sent by the Tiangong, or the jade leaves falling from the laurel tree in the Moon Palace? The snowflakes are like beautiful jade-colored butterflies, dancing and drunk; The falling dandelions seem to be floating like flying; like the small white flowers given by angels; they scatter and gather together, fluttering and light, and are worthy of being the masterpieces of the earth! The snowflakes in front of me are as naughty as butterflies, falling in a while Under the eaves, it falls on the branches for a while, and floats on the faces of passers-by from time to time. Beautiful sentences describing the flying leaves

1. Fallen leaves, some are like boats sailing in the wind, some are like acrobats falling somersaults, and some are like gliders circling down in flat circles.

2. Looking at the withered yellow leaves, I seem to understand something. In this fleeting time, I suddenly realized how much time I had wasted. Until now, Fang Ruyi woke up from the dream. After so many years in a daze, what exactly are you pursuing? It’s too stupid to laugh at yourself. For so many years, I have asked the sky what I am pursuing, but God has never answered me. I laugh at myself for being too crazy. For many years, I have been pursuing a dream persistently, but suddenly looking back, everything has failed. It is also a way of laughing and sighing, and having no words to express my sorrow. For a perfect ending, we have gone through ups and downs for so many years. Looking back on the past, the memory has long been blurred, and everything is just like the falling maple leaves. Open the inner window again and walk through that long road, which is far away from us.

3. The fiery red maple leaves make people feel the beauty of autumn. The unique shape of the maple leaf is like a small claw, which looks very playful. It looks like a lifelike peacock. The small blood vessels of the maple leaves are crisscrossed and dazzling. The maple leaf is about one centimeter long and slightly wider than long. The largest paw has a few protruding little teeth, which is very cute.

4. I raised my head, and what caught my eye was a fiery red maple forest. The maple leaves are so bright and red. I walked into the maple forest, picked up a maple leaf, and observed it carefully. This maple leaf looks like a beautiful red five-star, and also like an open little palm. The leaf veins stretch wildly among the leaves, as if they are the most beautiful here, but they quietly add a touch of beauty to the maple leaves. I looked at the maple leaf again. The color of this maple leaf is so beautiful. It is bright red, so bright and beautiful.

5. The autumn leaves are so colorful, yellow as gold, green as jade, red as fire, etc., making the autumn girl look particularly enchanting. A gust of cool breeze blew by, and the golden leaves, swaying small fans, floated down from the sky, seeming to tell a beautiful fairy tale.

6. In autumn, in the beautiful melody of autumn thoughts, the strings of life are plucking the fallen leaves of every life, sometimes like a violent storm tilting the earth, falling a piece of golden beauty The silk and satin is covered with the journey of life, sometimes like an ethereal dream girl, gently depressed, unwilling to wake up the sleeping earth, walking quietly, dancing lightly in the direction of the wind. The precipitation dissolves the loneliness and the lingering trace.

7. I bent down to pick up the fallen leaf and looked at it, I couldn't help but want to trace back what it looked like when I was young. It must be verdant and tender, and must have clear veins, but even if it has a shocking brilliance of life, it cannot deviate from the laws of nature. As the clouds roll in and the tide rises and falls, its soft leaves dry up unconsciously, and the orange patches on the leaves are the imprints left by the wind and rain.

8. A sudden warm wind blows, more leaves fall. Autumn comes with the sound of falling leaves, and the morning is as fresh as dewdrops.

The sky emits a soft light, clear and ethereal, which makes people want to hear the song of a skylark flying high, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of seeing a piece of white sail. The setting sun is the wings of time. When it flies away, it spreads out brilliantly for a moment. So dusk.

9. The fallen leaves float to the underworld and return to silence. No power can restore a fallen leaf and make it return to the branch, as bright and green as ever. This is a passing, a natural process. It will eventually penetrate deep into the soil, turn into fertilizer, and nourish another new life. This is its own continuation and transcendence, and it is also the eternity of the beautiful moment of fallen leaves.

10. Fallen leaves hurried past. But I can't imagine the last threshold at the end of life and what is behind it. But I think every tree of life that is close to it will fly its last leaf at the last moment.

11. The maple leaves fell gently on my hands, and were blown away by a breeze. I didn’t just want to go sightseeing. In the sunshine, the red leaves of that tree are so dazzling, layer upon layer, densely packed, really like balls of burning flames. It is waving to us in the wind, as if it wants to show its strong vitality. I stared at the fiery red maple leaves, and couldn't help but think of Du Mu's poem about parking the car and sitting in love with the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers. The wind is also so lovely!

12. The earth is wearing a golden sweater, withered yellow leaves and bright maple leaves falling down, like a few colorful butterflies flying in the air . Although the frost is coming, Grandpa Qingsong is still wearing a green robe, which makes him look even greener. In the garden, the chrysanthemums are blooming, red as fire, pink as clouds, and white as snow, so beautiful. All the leaves on the persimmon trees have fallen, but the yellow persimmons are still hanging on the fingers, like large and small orange lanterns, and the red crabapples weigh down the branches.

13. The fallen leaves in the North create such a tragic atmosphere! The fallen leaves are dyed golden yellow, or even vermilion and cyanotic ocher. What initially fell might be just two pieces, like a golden butterfly with two broken souls. But then, there were golden and red showers. Then, a golden-red carpet was spread out under the tree. And above this carpet, it looks like iron, with bare and sparse tree trunks and branches standing straight against the high blue sky and light clouds.

14. The fallen leaves float to the underworld and return to silence. No power can restore a fallen leaf and make it return to the branch, as bright and green as ever. This is a passing, a natural process. It will eventually penetrate deep into the soil, turn into fertilizer, and nourish another new life. This is its own continuation and transcendence, and it is also the eternity of the beautiful moment of fallen leaves.

15. Look, the maple leaves are fiery red, glowing red, and bright red. They are fluttering in the autumn wind, smiling in the sunset, and amidst people's praise. Showing off her soft figure vigorously. Looking at the fiery red maple trees, I couldn't help but think of a poem by Du Mu, a poet from the Tang Dynasty: Frost leaves are as red as February flowers.

16. Early in the morning, I came to the park. I found that the trees in the park were not as green and lush as before, and the leaves fell all over the ground. A gust of autumn wind blew by, and the fallen leaves on the ground danced in the wind, like beautiful butterflies dancing gracefully. Some of the fallen leaves on the ground have withered; some have just fallen and still have a hint of green; some have fallen a few days ago and have several holes eaten by insects.

17. The autumn wind swept by, and the leaves fell one after another. Some danced like butterflies, some spread their wings like orioles, and some spun lightly like dancers.

18. Falling leaves are like songs. Falling leaves complete their journey little by little, but they will eventually turn into soil, and I will try to remember the eternity of that moment.

19. Standing among the trees, I listened quietly. The fallen leaves fell to the ground, and there was a faint rustling sound as thin as cicada wings. At that moment, I imagined that the autumn fields were as golden as Monet's paintings, so gorgeous. I imagine that outside the window at dusk, deep in the autumn forest, there is a large manor with a spire, its outline blurred and tender and silent. The cool autumn wind blew by, and from time to time golden leaves slowly floated down in front of me, so gentle, so quiet, so light, as if they were guarding a fragile dream.

20. The spring is beautiful, and the young leaves are green. They are like newborn babies, delicate and fresh. They happily start their own life. This is the prelude to joy; summer is long, and the leaves are green. With the deep green, quietly savoring the joy of life, this is the beautiful and long subject; the autumn is long, the leaves fall peacefully to the ground, that is their final destination, life ends here, this is graceful And it’s a sad ending. Perhaps its dream has been shattered, but it is not sad at all, and it smiles as before.

21. The amber dusk is slightly hazy, and tiny bits of sunlight jump through the gaps in the leaves on the clear windows. Outside the window, a fallen leaf was quietly falling, and its leisurely curves suddenly brightened my eyes. Unable to hold back my throbbing heart, I stepped into the deep forest path.

22. The yellow fallen leaves, one in two, are floating lightly on the water, like countless small boats, slowly swinging away in the wind.

23. Among the forest trails, golden fallen leaves were scattered all over the ground. I stepped on the autumn leaves all the way. I was moved by the unknown poetry, and even had the fantasy of a girl of this age longing for adventure.

24. Fallen leaves, some are like boats sailing in the wind, some are like acrobats turning somersaults and falling, and some are like gliders circling down in flat circles.

25. Fallen leaves hurried past. But I can't imagine the last threshold at the end of life and what is behind it. But I think every tree of life that is close to it will fly its last leaf at the last moment.

26. All life must undergo precipitation to gain thickness. The falling of leaves is actually an explanation of complete life. The fallen leaves are melodious, just completing the precipitation of life.

27. When I stood down, I felt like a butterfly dancing in the air in autumn. But like a butterfly in late autumn, it disappears so quickly and silently, and its beauty can only be captured in an instant. The little feet carefully stepped on the autumn leaves, making a crisp and sweet sound that lingered in the ears.

28. Picking up a few fallen leaves that fell in front of my feet like elves, I was surprised to find that the fallen leaves in autumn are also so colorful: the dark green has not faded away, but the It has a mature golden color; it may be old, and its face only has a brown color. Although it is not as colorful as the sunset, and although it is not as gentle and elegant as the willow tree, it is enough to move people's hearts. Green like jade, brown like night, and gold like clouds interweave on the ground to form a colorful picture.

29. Autumn is a season of maturity, but it is also accompanied by the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, ruthlessly scraping the autumn leaves from the trunks and branches of life. The fallen leaves are like the dusk of life, coming and going in autumn. In the wind, in the baptism of endless years, her life is slowly withering away. She devotes her life to nature, and she locks her love for life firmly on the trunk of life.

30. Maturity is a kind of perfection of life. With the advent of autumn, the fallen leaves slowly shake off the wings of life in the cool air, her withering, her floating, and her The pursuit of the heart, with the dripping of natural wind and rain, breaks away and merges into the new natural heart forever. Walking is to better stay in the natural scenery, walking is for new life, new A space for renewal and dance of life.

31. There are many beautiful leaves in autumn, such as the golden ginkgo leaves, which also make me feel the beauty of autumn. The soft ginkgo leaves stretch their bodies and sway with the wind. The ginkgo leaves are like delicate little fans, fanning us, like a peacock spreading its tail, adding beauty to our lives. Ginkgo leaves only have a few small blood vessels, which is very unique. Once you take a look at it, you will never forget it. The brilliant golden ginkgo leaves left a deep impression on me.

32. Another gust of wind came, so fierce and so deep. The maple leaves are rolling and falling one by one. I looked at the falling maple leaves and couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts. The leaves fall without leaving a trace. Indeed, the fallen leaves fall so peacefully, so silently that no one notices them at all.

33. Some people say that the fallen leaves in autumn are withered and have no value. I don't think so. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers. It falls in autumn, melts into the soil and becomes the nourishment of the big tree mother, giving birth to the hope of spring. I believe that among the buds of next spring, there must be a faint smile of autumn leaves.

34. A breeze blew by, and the leaves on the tree rustled. I lowered my head and picked up a leaf. This leaf looked like a small hand, and the red tip of the head seemed to be dripping. Hey, why do maple leaves It turns red in autumn. Well, it turns out that the relatively low temperature in autumn destroys the chlorophyll in the maple leaves and turns the chlorophyll into anthocyanins, so the maple leaves in autumn are red.

35. I was walking in the maple forest, surrounded by trees. The autumn season has come and will pass. What is taken away by the autumn wind? Is it longing? Or happiness? My heartstrings are already floating in the wind. There are endless fantasies in my heart, still staying in that flower-blooming season. In this season of falling leaves, what will be left behind? Is it the innocence or the passion? The change and passing of time have diluted the persistence in the heart, but left behind bitter memories. Time is boundless, it is impossible to penetrate the outer wall of time, and it is impossible to grasp its wings. It passed by so fast, perhaps, it was as traceless as a fallen leaf. It came so silently, and left so hurriedly and peacefully.

36. I like the fallen leaves in autumn, and I like to treasure them deeply in the pages of my books, in my drawers, and in the beautiful world I decorate. Looking for my life, looking for the color of my life, and the origin of my inability to be free and easy. Falling leaves are not just the curtain call of the dance pavilion, but the construction of a new dance floor, in the noise, in the autumn wind, in the story Here, in the world of sound and silence, fallen leaves are floating gently here and there, in the world of the sea of ​​people, in the beautiful nature.

37. I often walk into the land of late autumn, look at the golden forest, see the fallen leaves and flowers, I feel the season of life cycle, the warmth of the sun penetrates, under the reflection of the green world, in the photosynthesis The freshness and brightness given to me, as well as the endless oxygen element I breathe, are all making my body and mind happy, and they are all decorating my beautiful clothes, but I will also feel sad for the fallen leaves floating here and there. Life is short, and I know that the falling leaves are for the birth of new leaves, and for the tree of life to become more lush and prosperous.

38. Fallen leaves are not heartless things, they turn into spring mud to protect flowers. In fact, fallen leaves transform from a tangible life form into an invisible torrent of life. They melt the spring soil and they become Rivers, she deeply enriches the earth with deep roots.

39. The long-awaited autumn has finally come, and that leaf leaves a startling glimpse in my eyes like a dragonfly on water, easily piercing the gloom in my heart, and the long and complicated worries are also like The flying yellow leaves of autumn will eventually settle. Beautiful sentences about snowflakes

I woke up in the morning and felt the sound of rain outside. I opened the curtains and saw that it was snow. Big snowflakes were floating in the air. Hello, it’s the first snow in 20xx.

Beautiful sentences about snowflakes

1. Snowflakes pass over the face of the earth, chattering about the clear glow of winter. I hold the beam of light and print your footsteps, in the gorgeous and elegant fleeting time. Inside, there are shadows and shadows, looming, but it is the only direction I look at.

2. When I woke up, I found it was snowing, hahaha~~ there were still snowflakes falling. As a northerner in his twenties, I get extremely excited every time I see Chuxue.

3. It was such a big first time that I didn’t see the first snow in Jinan. However, on the same day, there was also the first snow in Linyi, with small snowflakes and six-pointed stars.

4. When the traffic light stopped for a moment, sporadic snowflakes were floating outside the window, and the first snow of the first year in this city came. I'm looking forward to the city covered in silver

5. Looking at the snowflakes outside the window, I can't help but sigh that the weather forecast is really accurate. I only slept for three hours last night. While struggling to fall asleep, I summarized the reasons for my insomnia. One dance, two spicy strips, three Lan Fang Yuan, four complaints conference, five losses of more than 200. I gave up struggling after five o'clock and turned on the Himalayan and Bluetooth speakers to listen to The Count of Monte Cristo. When I woke up and looked in the mirror, I saw dark circles, swollen eyelids, and two pimples. As I get older, I really can’t sleep.

6. It remains unchanged forever, just like the snowflakes on a windless night quietly depositing in the bottom of my heart.

7. I said the same thing last year when the first snowflake fell on my head.

8. I fell asleep early at around nine o'clock last night. This morning I opened my circle of friends and was flooded with the first snow of this winter. The snowflakes under the street lamp are flying like elves, appearing or disappearing under the light

9. We seem to have met somewhere. Do you remember? I remember it was a winter sky filled with snowflakes.

10. Looking forward to looking forward to it, the snowflakes are quietly and slowly floating towards you all over the sky.

11. The snow is getting heavier and heavier! I always like to see snow. Pieces of snowflakes are piled up in every corner like elves dancing. The whiteness of the snow makes people feel bright and can make people forget all their worries.

12. Snowflake, small snowflake; cat, cat.

13. You said you would come back in December, so I guarded the snowflakes that had not fallen this winter.

14. Hey, hey, share the fresh snowflakes with your southern friends.

15. It’s snowing. I want to build a snowman for you, put a coat on the snowman, add a carrot nose, and steal two buttons from my mother’s sewing box to make eyes. When you're done, shake the snowflakes off your head, face you with a red face from the cold, and say something, anything. But it was too childish. I am an adult now, so I slipped away to prepare for the exam.

16. I was lucky enough to see a little bit of snowflakes at home.

17. This should be the last snow in 20xx. The sky is misty and there are tiny snowflakes scattered in the air!

18. When I wake up in the morning, it will be snowing in the evening. I can drink a glass of wine and it has been floating in my half-dreaming consciousness. When I look outside, there are indeed snowflakes floating.

19. Snowflakes are falling outside~, and "One Cut Plum" is playing in the car, haha.

20. The first snowfall in winter. I have been waiting for the snow for a long time. I am inexplicably excited. The white snowflakes are falling. You on the road still smile.

21. Even the weather with this kind of light snowflakes is still suitable for eating hot pot.

22. From night to day it gradually gets brighter. Snowflakes cover the city with thick snowdrifts. It’s so beautiful. I like this kind of snow scene. Yulin should be a beautiful snow city now.

23. The first snowfall in Zhengzhou was fixed on 20xx1213. The long-lost snowflakes finally fell today.

Twenty-four, I quite like snow days. When I walked out late at night, there were no pedestrians on the road, and it was completely white. The street lamps spread gently on the cake-like snow. Snowflakes are flying downwards, and the music in the headphones will slow down.

25. It started to snow lightly in the morning, and a hint of coolness touched the skin. Now you can see the snowflakes falling one by one.

Twenty-six, I finally mustered up the courage to put on my coat and wait for the snowflakes to fall. To those who are still showing their thighs on the street, I just want to say you are awesome.

27. Snowflakes tell me that some history cannot be forgotten or forgotten.

28. The flying snowflakes take away the dryness and discomfort.

Twenty-nine, Xuehua walked leisurely and swaying in a figure-eight step. Under the urging of Feng'er, she reluctantly came to Old Jinan. Like a very stingy old woman, she scatters a few snowflakes in a steady manner, which is not as generous and neat as the snowflakes in the northwest, which is really worrying.

Thirty. Under the street lights, the snowflakes are falling, so romantic.