The cold wind is biting, and making sentences in grade two is simple.

The following are some spicy sentences, which are relatively simple in Grade Two:

1, the weather in the north is very cold, dripping into ice, and the wind is biting.

The cold brought by winter is everywhere. The northwest wind is blowing, which makes people feel biting. Bare trees stood piteously on both sides of the road, and the once vibrant grass finally failed to support, withered and yellow, and fell asleep.

Winter is coming, the north wind is howling and the wind is biting. The trees are bare, the grass is covered and turned yellow, people are shivering in the cold wind, and there is a desolate scene everywhere. You may say that winter is not good at all, but I don't think so.

It was a bitterly cold winter night, and it happened to be Christmas. It is snowing heavily, the north wind is blowing, and there is a bright star on the top of a Christmas tree. Standing in the distance, it seems that the stars are shining.

5, the cold wind is biting, Sun Gonggong may be a little scared! Give in to the cold wind and hide in the white clouds for a long time and refuse to come out. People, looking at the sky with expectant eyes, are looking forward to the appearance of the sun, while Father Sun, like a naughty child, is playing hide-and-seek with people at the moment.

6, the cold wind is biting, penetrating the soul like a needle, the pedestrians on the roadside are gone, and the birds and animals have disappeared without a trace.

7. In the early morning of winter in the north, water drops become ice and the wind is biting.

8. It is drizzling in spring, hot in summer, refreshing in autumn and biting in winter. This is the charm of the four seasons.

9. My mother and I are wrapped up and ready to go out and enjoy the snow scene. The cold wind is biting, but the air is fresh, which makes me eager to see the traces left by this snow.

10. In the severe winter, I like plum blossoms that are proudly independent. When it snows heavily, only plum blossoms meet the whistling north wind in the heavy snow, and cold ling blooms without fear. Many poets also wrote the strong will of plum blossom in their poems.