Winter composition

In study, work or life, writing is the most unfamiliar thing for everyone. Writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. What is the composition you have seen? The following is my composition about winter, which I have compiled for you. I welcome your reference and hope it will help you. About winter composition 1

At the dawn of winter, the stars and the moon have already disappeared, and the sky seems to be covered with a black scarf, which is gray. However, this is not afraid, because the successor of the night-during the day, will bring the messenger of light-the sun, coming.

Sure enough, just after a while, the hills in the east have revealed a trace of a fish-belly grey and rosy clouds, and red, gold and purple are slowly gathering towards this fish-belly grey.

After a while, the sun rose a little, and half of its face was exposed on the hill. The rosy clouds lingered beside its face and became the colorful veil of the sun.

The sun is still hovering on the hill, like a little girl with a blushing face, but she is very shy and refuses to show her handsome face to others.

Suddenly, the sun seemed to have found something, jumped into the sky with a jerk, and suddenly, it was radiant, blinding people, and it took a long time for the light to disappear.

At this moment, I looked up and saw that the sun was high in the sky, as if smiling at you! Composition on Winter 2

In the morning, I got up very early and sat on the kang of my grandmother's house, waiting for the first ray of sunshine in winter. At this time, this ray of warm sunshine shone in the room, and I felt warm. My grandmother said, "This sunshine is really good!" I said, "This means a new day has begun."

at noon, the sun is getting stronger and stronger, and some ice on the ground melts. The cold wind was conquered by the sun, and it didn't hurt so much when it was blown on the face. At this time, people who got off work were walking on the road, some took off their hats and some gloves, enjoying the reward given by the sun. At this time, smoke from cooking stoves rose from the roofs of households in the village, curling up into the sky, making the village so beautiful. Those students who had just left school began to play, some playing cards and some playing glass balls. With the winter sunshine, they were not afraid of cold hands.

In the evening, the sky gradually darkens, and the sunshine slowly fades away, dragging the tired body. As the last ray of the winter sunshine disappears in the night ...

The winter sunshine brings warmth, happiness and happiness to people. I like you-the winter sunshine. On the winter composition 3

On that winter vacation day in the second grade, our family of four went to Putuo Mountain in Zhoushan to play.

that day, the sky was gray and it was raining all the time. The rain is sometimes as big as beans and sometimes as thin as silk. As our family of four < P > only brought two umbrellas, my father and sister supported me, and my mother and I supported me.

Dad is worried that the heavy rain will hurt his young sister, who used to be unable to walk neatly, on her back, holding a big umbrella in one hand. Father and sister, both of them, were laughing while walking around the scenic spot.

My mother led me behind my father and sister, and we were talking and laughing while walking around the scenic spots. The heavy rain soaked all our shoes and socks. However, our mood is not affected by the heavy rain at all, and it is still bright and brilliant!

Later, my younger sister fell asleep, and it was easier to catch cold when she fell asleep, so my father simply wrapped her in a raincoat again.

My mother has to hold an umbrella for my father and sister, so I can only hold an umbrella by myself. However, my mother is still very concerned about my situation here, always paying attention to me step by step and giving me some help.

Dad, Mom and I are almost all wet. I don't know whether it is rain, tears or muddy water. The heart is warm.

maybe this is the warmth of winter. About winter composition 4

It was still raining moderately this morning, but suddenly it rained a rare thunderstorm in winter in the afternoon.

there was a sudden flash of lightning in the calm sky, followed by thunder. At this time, it was as white as night, with lightning and thunder, and big raindrops fell from the sky in an instant. I looked out of the window of the classroom, and the raindrops moistened everything like countless elves. Listen, "Wow, wow". What's that sound? Ah, this is the sound made by a big tree bathing in a thunderstorm; This is the sound of grass dancing in the rain.

gradually, gradually, the sky becomes the color like a blue crab shell, and the rain is no longer a thunderstorm, but the rain that looks small but easily wets clothes. I looked at the way raindrops beat the leaves outside the window, and I heard the sound of "ding dong ding dong".

after a while, the rain stopped and the sun shyly leaned out of the clouds. The grass is covered with glittering and translucent water droplets, much like bright diamonds. A rainbow hangs on the horizon, like a colorful satin. Sister Caiyun is sitting on it, smiling at us. The scenery after the rain is really beautiful! About Winter Composition 5

When winter comes, I can finally make a snowman and have a snowball fight, but this is just my daydream, because I live in Chengdu, and it is not easy to snow in Chengdu. Even if it does, it will just melt when it falls to the ground.

Even so, Chengdu in winter is really beautiful. The Chinese New Year is coming in winter, and there are more people than ever, especially in Chunxi Road. It's packed with people, and it's very lively. There are also people who buy grilled squid, a large string of volcanic sausages, kebabs, stinky tofu in Changsha, roasted chicken legs, spike potatoes, and baked gluten ... Of course, there are also people who sell clothes, shoes, belts and hats and gloves ... There are countless people!

Leaves are falling, only pine trees and wintersweet are still holding on; Smiling faces greeted each other, and only the students were ready to face the new exam.

The cold wind blows a little stinging on my cheeks, and the sun shines on me to warm the sun. It's a pity that the moonlight passes the shadow.

There are good and bad winters, especially the sunshine in winter, which the elderly like, plays a role in supplementing calcium! The disadvantage is that it is too cold, but the temperature in Chengdu is moderate, so you should go to Hainan in winter. What a taste! Tut tut, think about it and feel beautiful!

I like winter. Of course, I also like Chengdu in winter! About Winter Composition 6

I crawled out of the warm bed lazily. I didn't want to do anything, but I was attracted by the warm winter sun outside the window. A voice called me, "Don't be lazy! Go out for a walk! "

I took a step and walked towards the park. The clothes I was wearing were just taken down from the bamboo pole. The smell of sunshine filled my breath with a clean smell, and my whole spirit came.

don't underestimate the sunshine in winter! If you look straight up, she can still make you blind, dazzling as if you were going blind!

but I just want to look at her, because what a precious light it is!

I continued to wander around, lying down on a prairie, closing my eyes and quietly listening to the whispers that Dongyang told me. I opened my mouth mischievously, imagining that the sunshine was fine powdered sugar, and I savored the sweet taste.

before I knew it, it was getting dark. I am attached to the winter sun, trying to grasp the remnants of the sun in my hand. The sun also returns my warmest honey, which is placed in my palm without hiding anything, melting my heart. On the rainy weather in winter, we took the umbrella, but didn't open it. We directly used the hat on our clothes to cover the drizzle that floated from time to time.

The coldness in the air, to be more exact, should be a feeling of frost, just like the chill you feel on your hands when you open the refrigerator to get something inside.

when I came to this city for the first time, I was a little surprised why there was drizzle from time to time in winter weather, but I didn't see many pedestrians holding umbrellas.

now I understand that most of them wear thick coats with hats, and some even wear summer caps, and then their hands are stuck in their pockets.

The rain is like floating catkins, but it is long but not big. A thick hat is enough to resist. If you hold an umbrella, your hand will feel cold when exposed, which is not as warm as your pocket.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do, it seems that I understand this point, and I will follow this way invisibly.

Many trees on the sidewalk have lost their leaves, leaving only bare trunks. Occasionally, one or two chubby birds will stop on them, and their figures can be seen clearly.

I will also stop and observe them carefully and marvel at their smallness and cuteness.

Winter is cold in winter, and there are different scenes in winter. There are foggy weather and fallen leaves in the cold wind. In the same weather, a cup of hot tea and a gentle word are particularly warm. About winter composition 8

Today, I came to the class of writing with pen Chang. I thought it was a boring and tasteless composition class, but when I saw the heavy snow, I would smile and something interesting might happen.

By the time I arrived, everyone had lined up. I really didn't understand what was going on. The teacher said we were going to have a snowball fight and make a snowman, so I grinned happily. I put on my hat, gloves and shovel, lined up and prepared to set off for the square.

When we arrived at the square, we piled a big snowball with a shovel. I kicked it and piled another one. This time, I piled a big, round and beautiful snowball. Next, I piled a small snowball with a shovel, which was not good-looking. I asked my classmates to put the snow into the bucket, then pressed it with their hands, and then I covered the snowball with a hard clap. To decorate.

Are you finished in this way? No, no,no. We also took turns taking a picture with the snowman, and then it was time to have a snowball fight, so we threw them with shovels full of snow. Oh dear. Knock, knock. Stop fighting. Hey. I'm ready to throw in the towel. Me. Finally, I fell six times and ended our outdoor class with laughter.

I hope to have another outdoor class like snowball fights and snowmen. It's really fun! About Winter Composition 9

Winter is a beautiful season in a year. It brings us fun and sharpens our will.

winter is tough. Look, those pines and cypresses, like proud soldiers, stand upright in the vast white snow, guarding the beautiful scenery in winter. The evergreen green leaves are fresh and dazzling, swaying hard in the morning breeze, but they have no intention of shrinking. The sight before us seems to inspire us and teach us to go forward bravely and not be afraid of difficulties.

it's quiet in winter. How quiet the snowy night is. The spring water in Tintin is frozen, the colorful flowers are asleep, and even the cheerful laughter of the children has become sparse, leaving only small snowflakes dancing all the time.

winter is very happy. Snow, snow! Children's cheers rang out from all directions, and they had snowball fights in the snow. The snowballs that were thrown were colorful in the sunshine, like the paint that was splashed. They laughed and played, hoping that snowflakes would take away all the troubles of the day. Look, the window is full of window grilles, with different shapes and various forms, and love arises spontaneously.

I love winter, its tenacity, its tranquility and its happiness. May we stand the test of years and become a pine and a piece of snow. About winter composition 1

In winter, there is always a kind of happiness, which is warm and sweet. And if you are well, it will be sunny. I always like to open a book in the winter night, and I like to feel the taste of happiness in the snow.

There are no red maple leaves and clear veins, leaving a bare head. The last dead leaf of this winter has also fallen, and his stumbling life has been spent, without too much regret or too much expectation, but his life has been mediocre. But I never know this. I still have hope in this winter. I still have happiness and happiness this winter. When I have winter, I have happiness. Even if the road is bumpy and difficult, I will go strong, because I have a happy winter and a warm winter.

A season of winter is fleeting, but I want to keep a short eternity. I believe that winter is a miracle created by nature, and I also believe that winter is the sustenance of my own soul, warm embrace and kind smile, so that I can never stop my steps.

I have these in winter, which is enough. About winter composition 11

At 6 o'clock, the alarm clock rings on time, and the winter quilt has the most nostalgic warmth. People always say goodbye to the past state!

get dressed, eat breakfast, take your schoolbag and take a look at the gray-blue sky outside. The quiet air is cold. This is the feeling of winter. When you go out, go downstairs, the lights in the corridor light up one by one, and walk out of the yard. There are basically no people on the road. The glory of the trees has long passed away. The gray sky, the lifeless building, and the dust on the ground rolled up by the cold wind are straight at your feet.

As soon as I turned the corner, my eyes were attracted, and I glanced to the left. There was an orange light coming from the layers of buildings, which was very powerful. It was different energy, like a pair of scissors, which cut through the gray night. The cloud tried to stop this action of destroying the night, but it was melted by the enthusiasm of the sun, revealing countless smiles and floating together like layers of water waves. At this time, the orange ball turned red and hung on the dead branches, like the fruit on the tree, lovely and delicious.

There are more pedestrians on the road. The hawking of the food market and the hot air spread early convey the joy of a new day. The children at school happily dial the ringing bell of their bicycles ... I stride forward in the distance, and the new day begins.