Winter composition

In the cold winter, sanitation workers are still working from dawn to dusk. The following are five "winter compositions" brought by the winter composition column. Please read it carefully.

Article 1: composition in cold winter

I remember when I was four or five years old, I especially liked children in winter and snow. At that time, it snowed a lot. Whenever it snows, I will sweep the snow with my father and brother and catch it with my friends. One winter, it snowed so heavily that it didn't reach my knees at all. My friends and I were running in the snow, and we didn't even know that our hands were cut deeply and long by broken glass, and they were all solidified together. I don't know the taste of cold, and I don't feel pain. I won't know until I get home. I didn't know if my dear was distressed or alive at that time. She scolded me and threatened me just because she was picking out broken glass for me. If I dare to cry, she will hit me! And restrict you from going out to play in snowy days! ? Because of this cruel restriction, I even bit my lip when I disinfected with white wine and didn't say a word. In fact, at that time, my heart was trembling with pain and tears were spinning in my eyes! The pain left in the cold is really unforgettable! Now, that long scar has been left on my left wrist, but the memory left by that cold smell at that time is so beautiful and fragrant! The cold at that time was a stimulant to my spirit. To tell the truth, there seems to be wine.

You see, winter is dry and cold, but the snow is irregular. I don't know where to go in the snow In this weather, people still call cold cotton-padded clothes, cotton trousers, down jackets, hats and scarves, and wrap them in electric blankets at night. The hot water bottle is not cold. Don't let the cold near it.

Chapter Two: Winter Composition

As usual, get up early, eat and walk to school. I have long been used to the howling of the cold wind, but when I stepped on the concrete road and came into contact with the different cold wind, I still couldn't help sneezing and shivering. Today, it is really cold!

On the way, several children in the neighborhood were playing with each other, as if they were not disturbed by the strong wind at all, but still went their own way, with happy smiles on their faces and drifting all the way. But even so, I still have to put on my hat, press the button on it tightly, and then immediately put my hand into my sleeve and put it in my pocket, and don't forget to blow some hot air into my pocket to keep warm.

On the bridge not far from the school, it is already crowded, crowded and noisy. The students were late. They didn't care about others and ran around like mice. The rapid sound of shoes and the shocking hissing roar run through the eardrum, and the bridge has become a vegetable market that even the traffic police can't manage.

I used to feel this way. Back in 2007, I thought it was the first heavy snow in Rugao, but it was already the winter. I was ready to accept this fact completely. This time, without warning, all the people killed were caught off guard and didn't even have a chance to fight back. Everything is fair in the war, everything is fair in the war, and everything is fair in this war.

Although I wear a down jacket and two thick sweaters, I still can't stand such a strong cold. The cold tore off the down jacket and sweater, and the cold that penetrated into the skin never stopped on the road. Fortunately, it didn't make things worse. Another downpour or heavy snow may be the only thing I can feel lucky and happy now.

Against the cold wind, I managed to get into the classroom.

Chapter Three: Winter Composition

This winter is very different from the previous winter.

There is ice everywhere outside, the ground is frozen, and even the car is chained. The pine trees on the mountain are covered with fluffy snowballs, and the small trees on the road are also covered with fluffy shiny silver bars. Tao has really become a veritable world of makeup and jade.

Children either go out to make up lessons, or most of them stay warm by the fire, with chilblains on their faces, hands and feet. However, there are still a few people who are not afraid of the cold and endure the cold wind to come out to play. Some of them made snowmen, others threw snowballs, and the cheerful shouts shook the snow off the branches.

As the saying goes:? Xue Rui is a good year? This statement is not made up, and there are good reasons. Winter and heavy snow will freeze some pests in the soil to death and crops will grow strong. So, there is another proverb:? Wheat covers three quilts in winter and sleeps with steamed bread next year? .

Chapter Four: Winter Composition

Everyone has their own winter, some warm, some cold, some ordinary. And my winter is warm, because I have a mother who loves me deeply and works day and night for me.

On this day, school is later than usual. Everyone went home happily, and I was still doing my homework in the classroom. But the good times didn't last long. Before long, there was a heavy rain in the sky. I can't help worrying: it's all because I didn't watch the weather forecast yesterday and forgot to bring my umbrella. What can I do now? I can't go back. At this moment, I think of my mother, my mother who is still sick. I quickly picked up my schoolbag and ran into the rain. However, the biting cold wind and intermittent winter rain made me shiver. In desperation, I had to go back to the classroom.

The more it rains, the deeper my fears and worries are. Now I have no choice but to sit around and wait for someone else to come to me. Looking at the heavy rain outside the window and thinking about my sick mother, I can't help but feel sad. My mother is still waiting for me to go back! At this moment, I heard a voice, like footsteps. This is familiar and slow, but it is just a drag. I immediately opened the door and poked my head out. I saw a familiar figure in the corridor: Mom! I ran to my mother, and she took out a raincoat from her bag and put it on my shoulder. Looking at this clean raincoat, I found that it is not only a raincoat, but also my mother's selfless love for me. I looked at her hair wet by the rain, and looked at her mother's loving eyes and her face gaunt because of illness. My tears keep rolling in my eyes. Poor mother, what gave you such great strength when you were sick? It's maternal love, and it's your eternal concern for your son!

I went home with my mother. Although it is raining heavily outside the window, the room is still warm. My mother brought it to me.

In this world, there are many things that reveal the true feelings of the world. They are like bright stars hanging in people's hearts, and they are like a book composed of pages of stories. I have had such an experience, the most unforgettable of which is the uncle who silently dedicated himself.

It was a very cold winter, and the cold wind rushed at people, making people tremble with cold. I don't know when a horse gourd manhole cover at the entrance of the community was removed. For several days, people came and went around the manhole cover, and some people even showed a little disgust on their faces, but no one went up and carried the manhole cover back to its original position. One day I passed by and tripped over something and almost fell to the ground. It turned out that Liuxue 86 manhole cover tripped me, and I cursed in my heart. I'm bored to death! Who is so wicked! ? But when I turned around, I saw my uncle next door. When my uncle saw the manhole cover, a surprise crossed his face, and then he said to himself, how dangerous it is to drive like this! ? After that, I tried my best to pick up the manhole cover and walked slowly forward, but my uncle didn't pay attention. The manhole cover fell and hit my uncle's foot. Uncle was shaking violently, but he continued to pick up the manhole cover, bite his teeth and slowly moved to the wellhead with severe pain. Uncle's face was white with cold and his hands were stiff with cold, but he persisted. He just walked gently to the well by hand, and the manhole cover was finally put back in place. Although it is winter now, I still see the glittering and translucent sweat on my uncle's head.

Chapter Five: Winter Composition

Snowflakes are flying in the air in winter, so beautiful!

Snowflakes are beautiful. It is white and crystal clear, exquisite, light and beautiful, like white lotus, falling slowly from the vast sky, watching it fly all over the sky, making people think. Some children are having snowball fights and making snowmen, while others are skating in the ice and snow. It was fun. How I want to try, how much snow is frozen! Small snowflakes, hand in hand, lined up neatly, falling from the sky and slowly floating into my hand. It is so cool and comfortable.

Although winter is very cold, winter is so beautiful. We should cherish this beautiful winter!