A composition looking forward to the future weather

In the winter morning, the sky is full of fog, so you can't see anyone after ten steps. Crows don't crow on poplar trees, and laurel trees hang down. The summer in the plateau is very short, and the autumn has passed in a blink of an eye, followed by several snowstorms, which filled the ravines in the river bed, and the long winter at the foot of the L 'Aquila Mountain began again. In a snowstorm after winter this year, the cold current condensed the mercury column on the thermometer into a small point. This winter, dripping water turned into ice and the ground cracked. The north wind is like a knife all day long, and snow is flying all over the sky. It was a windy and snowy day. The sun didn't come out all day, and the snow was so dark that people couldn't recognize it three steps away. The sky became darker and darker, and it began to snow in the afternoon. Snowflakes are as big as plum blossoms, flying all over the sky, gloomy and busy, making Luzhen a mess. In Changchun, this is the season when dripping water turns into ice and breathing becomes frost. After a heavy snow, the north wind roared and the road was covered with thick ice. Trees on the roadside are full of silver flowers, and buildings shine with dazzling Yin Hui like Qionglou Yuyu. The ice on the glass window has been sunburned, but the snow outside the window is still thick on the ground, and the opposite roof is white. I don't mean to leave the earth in winter, as if I have to stay outside for a long time. Fenhe River is still covered with thick ice, and the cold wind is still shaking the erect poplars. However, the cold in front of us can't resist the warming trend of the earth after all: the bottom of the ice layer makes a slight noise and it begins to melt; The tall poplar is spreading a simple branch, which is about to turn green. The sun appeared in the clouds and hid in it, and the fog and dew became thicker and disappeared. The snow on the tree melted and flowed down the trunk. Semi-soluble snow water, like the tears of a blind horse, dripped on the embankment and fell on them, almost wetting their clothes. The next morning, when I opened the door, a fresh and cold air came to my face. Looking around, the scenery in front of us is so charming. Dong's mother seems to be worried that her child will catch cold, so she specially put a glittering and translucent white cotton-padded coat on Wuhan. The house and trees are all wrapped in this cotton-padded coat. The sky is particularly clear, as if illuminated by snowflakes. The ground is as white as snow, as if it were covered with a carpet. This carpet covers all fallen leaves and weeds. On this soft carpet, "Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep. On the window glass, there are all kinds of varied ice flowers. In the pond in front of the house, there are thin ice cubes floating. When you touch it gently, it will sink. A thick layer of snow covered the branches and leaves of the tree, and the leaves were almost gone, but they still stood proudly like soldiers. Holly and wintersweet are still flourishing. The snow on the holly tree was frozen, and the leaves were cleverly wrapped, making them red and blooming in succession, emitting a strong fragrance. They are very conspicuous in the snow, shaking their bodies and proudly saying, "wind, blow, we are not afraid!" "! When the footsteps of winter came quietly, it began to snow here. At first, it was raining lightly. Soon, the snow deteriorated and mixed with raindrops fell to the ground, and the braking time melted. The ground is wet and falls on people's faces, which makes people shudder. You see, far away, on the hillside, in the Woods, the leaves of Sophora japonica and poplar have all fallen out. They shook their bare branches in the cold wind. Evergreen pines and cypresses are straight; Like a mighty sentry, he never gave in to the howling north wind. In the cold winter, the goose feather and snow are flying in the air, and the cold wind blows the whistle and shakes the pine trees violently. Large tracts of snowflakes are pressed on the pine trees, and the branches are covered with thick snow. Snow and snow want to conquer pine trees, but pine trees have defeated snow and snow again and again with tenacious perseverance and cold resistance, waiting for the arrival of spring. At this time, some people who work early have already embarked on a journey. They are wearing down jackets, cotton-padded clothes, fur hats and gloves, all armed to the teeth. Some people who are afraid of the cold turn their collars up high, shrink their necks, shrug their shoulders and reach into their pockets. There is a white column of air coming out of their nostrils.