There are 300 words in the diary of primary school students about the cold weather.

"cold! Cold! " The coldest winter is coming. Mother found a thick quilt and cotton-padded clothes. On my way to school, I saw old people wearing cotton-padded clothes, deaf children and cotton shoes. The river that once loved singing and dancing lost its murmur and became frozen. Even the small trees on the roadside are covered with straw. I am no exception. Like the old people, I also put on cotton-padded clothes and trousers, gloves and scarves. But I still feel cold, my feet have been stamping and my hands have been rubbing.