Cold weather-Huian 600-word composition

The biting cold wind came at me from time to time. Occasionally, naughty little snowflakes fall like dancing.

It is very cold in winter. To tell the truth, I don't want it to come, but when it comes, I have a strange feeling.

The cold wind pierces the soul like a needle. In this weather, pedestrians on the roadside have disappeared, and birds and animals have disappeared without a trace.

In winter, a thin layer of snow, like a huge soft wool felt, covers this vast wasteland, shining with cold silver light.

In winter, the whole world becomes a big refrigerator, the mountains are shivering with cold, the rivers are frozen stiff, and the air seems to be frozen.

In the cold winter, the river changed its former excitement, and it seemed to fall asleep peacefully that winter. It's so cold, people have a sore nose and headache, and their feet are like two pieces of ice.

This winter, the ground is frozen and cracked, the small north wind is blowing like a knife, the snow is flying all over the sky, the wind is howling, and a snowstorm is coming. In an instant, the dark sky merged with Xue Hai, and everything was out of sight.

This day, it's too cold. Even the flowers and grass on the roadside tightened their bodies. The cold north wind roared like a roaring lion. The wind stung me mercilessly like a knife. The wind is like a naughty child. I have gripped my clothes tightly, but the wind can still touch me. Pedestrians in the street shrink their necks and walk backwards, and children playing by the roadside also run home. There are fewer and fewer pedestrians, so I hurry home.

The heavy snow comes with the cold winter, and the streets are as bright and brilliant as silver. Long icicles hung in front of the eaves like crystal daggers, and the breath of pedestrians turned into white smoke. (

When the dawn has not yet arrived, I feel unusually cold, so I hurried back to the dormitory to get a dress to put on. Fresh boiled water freezes as soon as it hits the ground.

The cold winter has come, and after a heavy snow, the whole East Red has become a world of powder and jade. The willow trees are covered with silver bars, and the lawn is covered with silver wires.

With the cold wind blowing, the yellow leaves fell into the arms of Mother Earth.

Near midnight, the weather is extremely cold. In the pale moonlight, the sand dunes look like a silver grave, and there is no movement. He shivered in the cold north wind, and his hands and feet were stiff with cold.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger. Xiaoyun became a thick white cloud, slowly rising, expanding and gradually covering the sky. It is snowing lightly. Suddenly, a large piece of snow fell.

Snow makes people feel that there is only one word-cold. The earth is silvery white and clean, but snowflakes still fall from the sky like catkins, cotton and goose feathers.

In winter, the sun seems afraid of getting cold. Wearing thick clothes can't give off heat.

It's cold enough to turn the lake into thick ice. The freshly boiled water froze as soon as it landed.