Take a specific object as a clue, write a narrative lyric essay, which runs through the whole text and expresses your feelings about this object.

Walking in the snow, recalling the first snow in winter, one photo after another flashed in my memory. Although winter is monotonous white, it is beautiful. Because in this white paradise, there are many touching images and rich footprints of my growth. I am also looking for beauty and footprints in this white paradise.

It is another beautiful morning. I opened the curtains, yeah! It snowed last night! It has been snowing until now. I got dressed and walked to the door. The ground is white and beautiful! People don't want to step on it, for fear that their footprints will destroy this quiet beauty. Look up at my house, yo, he's still fighting with me! It turned out that Grandpa Dong gave him a hat and was showing off this lovely little white hat! By the way, my jujube tree also put on the whitest and most beautiful clothes to meet Grandpa Dong!

In winter, making a snowman and having a snowball fight are the most basic games! I'm not. I'm skating with my friends. We found a big frozen place and started to play. Although sometimes my ass hurts, sometimes the snow gets into my skirt playfully, and sometimes I feel cold all over. Some people even play pranks and sprinkle snow on the ice ... but it's fun. Isn't that why we play games? What I like best is not "skating", but enjoying the snow. Reach out and pick up a lovely little snowflake and observe their shape. This is my greatest honor! Looking up, the snow elves descended from the sky, dancing ballet and falling at the same time. This beautiful action attracted me deeply. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, and accepted Grandpa Dong's reward. Snowflakes fell on my tongue, cool and comfortable.

Walking in the street, I have a different feeling. How lively it is! This warmth has flowed into people's hearts. People wear all kinds of clothes and are as fat as penguins. . One after another, the "little penguins" ran away, adding a color to winter. Winter is no longer monotonous, and the whole world is like a dynamic landscape painting!

I like the four seasons, especially the beautiful winter. Because it hides my beautiful and happy footprints when I grow up.