It snows. Composition 4

today, it's snowing. This is the first snow in the second half of 212. Snowflakes are fluttering, and the little snowflakes outside the window are coming to the sky one after another. They are shining and dancing lightly, floating in the air like newborn white butterflies. I was attracted by this scene and walked out of the classroom to enjoy the joy when it snowed. I reached out and caught a snowflake. The glittering and translucent snowflake lay quietly in my warm hand. Before I could see what it looked like, it melted in a blink of an eye. In a short time, all these naughty little snowflakes fell on my hair, and white was more conspicuous in black, as if a piece of black cloth was dotted with several diamonds. Ah, it finally snows! The snow scene on campus is like a painting, a natural painting, a painting that only a master can draw. In the flower bed, the leaves of pine trees and bushes are all covered with a thick layer of white snow, as if white milk was exposed in green candy, which made people see it. I really want to take a bite. There is snow on the roof, which looks whiter and seems to be thicker than the leaves. "It's snowing, it's snowing!" The children were so excited that they ran out of the classroom and jumped around in the snow. Lovely little footprints were left in the snow, deep and shallow, and different. From these footprints, we can see how happy and excited they are! Yes, why am I not happy? At this moment, I can't hold back my excitement, knead a snowball from the ground and play snowball fights with my classmates. Ah, this snow is really exciting and exciting! This snow is unforgettable, and people will always remember its appearance.