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How to write the weather

Sentences describing the weather:

1, Wan Li's eyes are empty, and there is not a cloud. The sun is as motionless as hanging in the sky, and the ground is boiling hot. From time to time, there is a southeast wind, which rolls up a heat wave from the ground and makes people feel suffocated. The rose in full bloom in the roadside green belt is also like a morbid girl, feebly supporting the weak body with dry phlegm.

Leaves and grass have long been exposed to the sun, and the leaves have all been rolled into a thin strip. The bird rested on the tree and couldn't move any more, but the ignorant cicada hissed and practiced his hoarse voice.

2. Today is a sunny day, perineum. Fortunately, there is no sandstorm, but the temperature difference between morning and evening is too large. I wore a lot of clothes in the morning, but I still feel a little cold. I took off my clothes outside at noon and still felt hot.

Alas! When the temperature is not much different in the morning and evening! But I hate being bitten by mosquitoes in the hateful summer. I am most afraid of mosquito bites. Once bitten by mosquitoes, all the bags will be covered, which makes me itchy and uncomfortable.

Fog is a magician.

Fog, walking towards the city, covered tall buildings, cars and shops; Float to the farm and hide the house, pigsty and cows; Fly into the forest and devour trees, bobcats and deer. Then it went to the suburbs, fields and deserts to do bad things and pollute the whole world.

People wear masks, the only protective shield, in the street. At this time, the fog has become a demon, which has hurt the lives of countless people and occupied the world bit by bit, with a larger and larger scope. ...

Bang! The sun shines countless times, driving the fog far away and making it never come again!

4. That morning, "Hey! It's snowing. "My mother pushed me out of bed and I rubbed my eyes. "ah! It's beautiful! " I can't help sighing. Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, covering the lawn with a cotton-padded jacket. I can't wait to run downstairs and look around. I saw the dead tree with dead leaves put on a "white coat", while the pine tree was still green and put on a "green white coat".

It is very hot at noon in summer, and there are several white clouds floating in the blue sky of Wan Li. These clouds are sometimes linked together, like rolling silver waves in the ocean; Sometimes several clouds overlap, like overlapping distant mountains. The sun at noon in summer is like a burning flame in space. Sometimes, even I feel hot and want to hide in the clouds to pursue shade.

6. The leaves of poplars and vines of pumpkins hang down in the sun like a child who made a mistake in front of the teacher. The water in the pond seems to have entered a dream and is very quiet. It is having a clear and bright dream: dreaming that it is embracing the blue sky and white clouds; I dreamed that the fish in the pond were swinging in the blue sky and white clouds. ...

7. The weather really looks like a child's face. If it changes, it changes. This morning, it was sunny. I went to the place where my mother works. The sun shines on the earth and the weather is warm. However, when I get off work, Taihō is blowing the wind in the sky, and the leaves in the sky are swaying from the sky and flying in the air like butterflies. When I was tired of flying, I fell to the ground one by one.

8. Uncle Beifeng is angry. He got up early and growled as if he had exhausted all his strength. The young tree was blown to the east and west, and Grandpa Sun was too scared to come out.

9. Children put on thick down jackets, like chubby bears; Aunt who loves beauty should also wear a big mask; Old people put on fluffy hats, covered them tightly and frosted their eyebrows, like Santa Claus! People waiting for the bus are flushed with cold, and some shrink their necks into their collars; Some rubbed their hands, some covered their ears and stamped their feet.

10, summer afternoon, the sun hangs in the sky like a big fireball, baking the earth. Streets, trees, flowers and pedestrians seem to be burnt. The dog spat out its tongue, and the cicada in the tree stopped singing.