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Chapter 1: This year's snow has been cold for a long time on different snowy days. I always say it will snow, but it will never. I have been waiting for a long time, but I can't do anything. I'm glad the weather didn't disappoint me for long. The day after the cold snap, the first snow of this year finally fell. White snow flowers slowly rotate in the air, as if reluctant to part with the sky. I looked at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, and my thoughts could not help but go back to the past. I just entered junior high school that year and was as naughty as a child. It's also such a heavy snow. I remember having a good time, having a snowball fight with my classmates and making a snowman. ..... The snow is very cold, but I feel nothing but happiness. It's not just snow I remember I always had a good time when it snowed. But I found that my sister never plays with snow. She said that she hadn't played with snow for a long time. The snow is dirty and cold. At that time, I don't know why, the snow was so fun that my sister didn't play. However, after the snow fell, I suddenly understood that I tried to play like a child, except cold. It turns out that when you get older, your heart will get bigger and you can't go back. I suddenly felt sad to see the children next door having such a good time. My childhood is actually over. ....。 Remember what parents often say, as long as you are promising in the future, are you still afraid of having fun? Actually, I've been trying to deny it for a long time. When I grow up in the future, I have time to play, but what I lose is the childlike innocence that needs to be played day after day. The snow scene remains the same, becoming a person and a childlike innocence that no longer exists. Chapter 2: When winter comes, white clouds turn into snowflakes and fly to the earth, floating down peacefully. They fall quietly under the eaves, on the branches, on the land and on people's clothes. At this time, it is no longer arrogant, but becomes approachable. It's snowing. Snowflakes are flying all over the sky. Soon, it became a silver world. The ground turned into a snow blanket, covered with cotton wool, Na Tong trees were covered with pear blossoms, cypress trees and bamboo branches were covered with snowballs and silver bars. Looking from a distance, Yushu Qiongzhi, silver makeup and jade, is full of poetry and painting. What a white and flawless city! It keeps snowing, just like someone accidentally broke the jade. Broken jade flies and changes steps. After a while, the earth was covered with silver, and the dead trees turned into emerald corals. It snows heavily, like goose feathers. They quietly and slowly descended from the sky, dotted with everything, like little angels coming to earth. They covered the ground with thick quilts and dressed the children in silver clothes. Snow fell on the tree, clusters, like a squirrel's big tail, fluffy and heavy; The road is even more beautiful, like a long belt. People stepped on it and giggled as if playing a symphony. It snowed harder and harder, and the whole world turned white. Houses, trees, fields and mountains are all dressed up. Because of the arrival of snow, children are boiling, streets are busy, and snow brings infinite vitality to the earth. Snow is beautiful both in appearance and in heart! I love snow, and I love this beautiful snow. Chapter 3: It hasn't snowed in Syracuse for a long time, and almost all the shadows of snow appear in my dreams. Every time I watch the weather forecast, I stare at the screen and look for the word snow on it, but I can't find it. Finally found it, but it was somewhere else, but in early February, Nanjing ... Snow ...-was inscribed on TV. One day before the Spring Festival, it was dark, dark. The gray clouds began to disperse. It snowed at first, just like someone grabbed white sugar in mid-air and sprinkled it in large quantities. The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the snow particles become snowflakes, like goose feathers. Falling lightly, rushing and fluttering. I wonder if WU GANG shakes osmanthus too hard? Look how the snowflake looks like osmanthus! I picked up a snowflake to see what it looked like. I didn't expect it to melt as soon as it fell on my hand, leaving only a drop of water in my hand. Snow falls on children, cars and mountains ... Snow makes the monotonous winter look particularly beautiful with its white body. Coral-like trees, cotton-like pine branches, in the flying snowflakes, in this beautiful building, in this silver fairy tale world, have become snowmen, walking blindly, opening their eyes wide, leaving a string of footprints behind them. At night, the snow is still falling, and there is a layer of new snow on the flat asphalt road, which is a bit dazzling by street lamps. Cars come and go, the lights are remote, and tiny snow particles reveal a little Huang Liang under the lights. In the morning, the snow stopped, the sky was still so white, and the snow piled up into hills, shining in the sunshine ... Chapter IV: Walking in the snow, the wind drifted gently, followed by a white spirit-snow. I am traveling alone in the silver world, and I can't help saying, "mylikeit!" When I look at these lovely little things, I can't help saying, "I like them!" " Suddenly, I felt as if I had unloaded a thousand pounds of burden, and all of them went with the snow, dancing with those lovely and kind little silver dots and roaming the universe. Unconsciously, I came to the community like a dream, only to see that happy little classmate jumping on this silver carpet, like clusters of burning small flames intertwined in the world. Their hearty laughter is connected in a string, flying like a bird, all the way to the edge of the universe, so that uncle universe can listen to the heartfelt happiness of those children. Looking into my eyes, I unconsciously looked at the street lamp. Gradually, the light of the street lamp is like a moth. The light of a street lamp is like a mother with open arms. The little moth threw herself into her arms as if she hadn't seen her for years. Looking at all this, I can't help but think of my mother and the scene when I was a child and jumped into her arms like snowflakes. Walking and watching, suddenly, I saw my favorite place-barbecue shop. Look at that smoke, I'm dreaming again. I think of myself standing quietly in the street, and snowflakes fall on me, just like pouring a plate of beef into the oil pan, making a "zi zi" sound from time to time. Slowly, I went home. Snow accompanied me, breeze accompanied me, and my imagination accompanied me home like a bird. Chapter 5: Snow-the Messenger of Winter Four seasons are four gorgeous pictures. Painting spring is a colorful flower; What outlines summer is fresh and green leaves; It is the endless rice fields that bring autumn; Describing winter is the angel of winter-snowflake. Snowflakes are falling gently from the endless sky, spinning and dancing ... Pieces of glittering and translucent jade are as white as silver flowers sown by fairies in the sky, and angels in white sent by the Heavenly Palace is beyond beauty, selflessly dressing up the earth as a white kingdom in fairy tales. White sky, white land, and white snow flowers rustle. In the face of such a world wrapped in white, I can't help but feel a little happy, so I am immersed in this clean and white world with the feeling of enjoying winter in the snow. Good "snow" knows the season when "winter" occurs. Seeing the trace of snow falling slowly and gently, I thought of words that describe snow, such as "white, crystal clear, soft, clean, flawless and elegant" and "what is snow like?" Such as "If catkins come from the wind", "There are five flowers on the grass and six unique snowflakes" and "If the spring breeze comes, a thousand trees will bloom pear blossoms overnight". Remembered the proverb "Snow shines in a good year"; I even remembered what Shelley said in ode to the west wind, "Oh, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?" Silent snow, still fluttering, falls heavily in my heart, arousing my love for the messenger of winter-snowflake. Snowflakes are not only cold, but also have a warm heart. It selflessly melts itself in the sunshine # This article comes from the college entrance examination resource network end#, and turns it into water to supply the earth and moisten everything in the world. Chapter 6: A scene in the snow! I don't know when my junior will come to see us again. "shout! Hoo! " The wind is biting, the snow is falling, and the whole world has turned into ice and snow. At first glance, it is white, like a big quilt covering the earth. Look! The village is full of smoke and bright lights, oh! It was the Spring Festival! The children put on thick clothes and went to work. They are in droves, just like a carefree little penguin, walking unsteadily, so cute! The children came to find the land and piled up the New Year's tumbler-the snowman. Look how beautiful that snowman is! It's all white, and its face is wearing a mask of a cow, because this year is the Year of the Ox! There is a scarf with delicate patterns. I really don't know if that skillful craftsman has knitted such a beautiful scarf. The cutest thing is that it holds an ice cream in its left hand and a lollipop in its right hand, and it looks innocent. "Heavy snow overwhelms pines, and pines stand tall and straight." Wang Zhihuan is absolutely right! You see, the pine trees on the hillside, whether it is heavy snow or cold wind, always leave endless aftertaste! The ice on the river is like a mirror, reflecting blue sky and white clouds, and the ice on the river is like a bronze mirror, reflecting blue sky and white clouds. At this time, the children began to skate, some golden roosters, some wandering around, some posing as evil tigers ... Back to the village, beaming, there were firecrackers for adults to celebrate the New Year, laughter after children got red envelopes, and the sound of old people laughing ... Men, women and children were immersed in the ocean of joy. Chapter 7: Campus in the early morning snow, snowflakes bid farewell to the gray sky and float to the embrace of the earth. The whole campus is wrapped in snow and white. This is a gift from the winter fairy. It is as white as daytime, and it is the embodiment of beauty. No sculptor can carve such a beautiful, gorgeous and transparent hexagonal flower. Winter is like a clean little girl. She directed the snow and ordered her to cover the garbage so that people could not see any cracks. Then, she asked Snowflake to cover the wheat with a quilt and let them sleep for a winter. At this time, the earth is already a world wrapped in silver. Dong happily rolled, jumped, ran, screamed and jumped in the snow, leaving her traces everywhere. After a while, it snowed harder and harder, and the students began to play games. "Look, I hit you!" "Oh, my pants are wet!" "Ah, I've been shot!" "Ha ha", "ha ha", "Oh", "Ya" and "Ah" the laughter of my classmates came to my ears from time to time, making me run downstairs and join the fierce competition with my classmates. Look, some of them have snowball fights, some make snowmen, and some skate on the water. The students who have snowball fights are extremely fierce, the snowman is also in good order, and the skaters enjoy it even more. "alas? What should I play? " While I was hesitating, suddenly, someone shot me in the back of the head. "Hum, who attacked me?" So, I also began to play and have snowball fights. Ah! I love this goose feather-like snow, and I love this snowy campus even more! Chapter 8: Snow in the morning, I just woke up, and the cry of "snow" and "snow" came from my open window. Did Snow Fairy put a white fur coat on the earth? Haha, it must be. I walked out of the house. Wow, it's a world of pink jade outside. The heavy snow, like pieces of goose feathers flying in the wind, is swirling in succession, like pear blossoms falling in profusion, smelling fragrant in ten miles, more like my thoughts, flying and flying happily. How did the wires on the roadside poles become silver-white strings? Snow fairy played a joke. She created a silent music world with that flawless snow! The north wind drove a winter spirit-snowflake, to the land of the north, which made us feel happy. Oh, white and flawless snowflakes, like catkins, set up a snow curtain for us. Ah, this is the snow curtain leading to happiness, and it is the snow curtain leading to heaven. Only happiness without sadness, how selfless snow is! Ah, snow, you are as Ming Che as a baby's heart, as pure as an angel's wings, and as happy as my thoughts. You are like a white butterfly, spreading happy pollen in the sky. The goose feather-like snow is flying all over the sky, as clean as jade, as white as silver, as light as smoke, as soft as willow, piece by piece, unhurried and flying all over the sky. Snow, you have taken away all my troubles and brought me happiness. Although it is a little, I will cherish my heart forever. Snow, you left gently, just as you came gently, you brought me unusual feelings-joy and happiness. Chapter 9: Snow falls silently. I didn't know it was snowing until I opened the curtains early in the morning. Snowflakes are fluttering and silent, as if afraid of disturbing people, silently decorating everything in the world. Although it is only white, there is no lack of unique beauty. Snowflakes are quiet, just like my father's turn, full of deep love. The boy cut his foot with a stone. When Lu Yu was a father, he wanted a little caress from his father. His father just explained a few words and left. His classmates told him that all his fathers were the same and he was not good at expressing himself. When he comes to the corner, he will definitely turn around. Sure enough, my father's momentary glance touched everyone present. Father loves this, but the blind man holds the lamp and still holds hands with love. On a dark road in the snow, a blind man was walking with a lonely lamp. Some people don't understand, you can't see with your eyes. What's the use of holding a lamp? He said it was not for himself, but to make it easy for others to see the road conditions and themselves so as to avoid accidents. What a simple reason! There is no darkness in the blind man's heart, just as there is no cold in winter. The old Chinese doctor always warms his hands with a thermos before taking his pulse. People think that he is old and afraid of the cold. Later, I learned that he was afraid that his hands would get cold when he felt his pulse, which would freeze the patient. It turned out that he was warming his hands for others. A small move makes love endless. Love is the father's turning back, love is the bright road for the blind, and love is the careful care of the old Chinese doctor's warm hands. Love is like snowflakes, beautiful and crystal clear; Love is like a snowflake, covering the world; Love is like snowflakes, falling silently ... Chapter 10: It's snowing in my hometown. Grandpa Dong with a white beard came and brought many elves as guests. Who are these elves? It's snow girl These snow girls are here to help Grandpa Dong change for the winter. These elves are gifts from Grandpa Dong. Grandpa Dong opened the present and it began to snow. Snowflakes are like fluffy seeds of dandelion. I was careful. Snowflakes are like magicians, making the earth disappear. Snowflakes are like little painters. As soon as they came, they turned the earth into a silvery white world. When I saw the scenery outside, I couldn't help running out. I held out my hand and the snowflake fell on my hand. I was just about to take a closer look when Snowflake played hide-and-seek with me. The little girl only gave me a small drop of water as a gift, but she disappeared. This little water drop is really naughty. It seems to be my friend who has been reunited for many years. It stuck to my face and shook my hand. Snowflakes fell on my clothes. When I looked intently, there were various snowflakes, but not all of them were six petals. After the snow, the sun came out and the sky became bright. The ground is covered with a blanket of snow. The sun shines on the snow, reflecting colorful light. It looks dazzling. After a light snow, I walked on the snow and made a squeaking sound, as if whispering to me. The children are all out. They are having a snowball fight together. You won't let me, and I won't let you. Sometimes they throw snow into people's clothes, so happy. Some children also make snowmen. They put on gloves and began to work. Do the body first, then the head, and finally the nose and eyes. Some children still put their hats on the snowman's head. Some children also push other children into the snow. How beautiful and charming the snow in my hometown is. I like the snow in my hometown best, because it makes Jiangcheng more enchanting.