The weather forecast of Zhangshu tomorrow.

1, Xue, in my impression, I only know that it is white, and I know nothing else. This time, God gave me a chance. In 2007, there was a heavy snow in Nandan. I wanted to visit, but I couldn't sleep for three days and nights.

I came to Nandan with excitement. Just got off the bus, a cold wind blew on my face like an island, and my hand could not help but shrink into my pocket. The street is sparsely populated, and occasionally a few cars drive slowly. I looked around, yes, the rare snow scene was really beautiful. Hairy ice bars hung upside down on the bare branches, one by one, like stalactites in caves, which reminded me of the ice bars in the refrigerator and made me laugh inexplicably. Two centimeters of snow accumulated on the sidewalk. I reached for a handful of snow, neither soft nor hard.

Only then did I realize what I was going to do, so I called my sister and threw a huge snowball. She was "angered" and hit me back. The two of them had a good time. We came to the hotel and looked down from the upstairs. A thin layer of fog covered my sight, and I was walking on clouds. Downstairs, trees can be seen everywhere. The branches are covered with snow. When the wind blows, the branches shake gently. I'm really afraid of being hit by snow when I stand below.

Although I have been to see snow, my understanding of snow remains the same, but at least the snowflakes in my impression will not be empty.

When it snowed for the first time in this city, I was sleeping in the classroom, and the little pig at the same table woke me up and said it was snowing outside.

Snow, what a word that makes me nervous and disappointed. My heart has drifted back to a year ago. In the first snow a year ago, Jiang Mumu and I reached an agreement. We agreed that in the first snow a year later, whether we are together or not, we will appear in front of each other and tell each other that we are very happy and happy. Jiang Mumu, he is a senior in my freshman year. Later, he somehow became my boyfriend. I bullied him all day, and he always walked over and accepted it. He said that he was the happiest person who could be treated so kindly by Guoguo. My relationship with him has never been known to anyone, including his best friend and my best friend. To outsiders, we are similar to ordinary students, but we know it clearly. We have our simple and beautiful little happiness.

When I was still enjoying the happiness on the comfortable tail of Grade One, Grade Two came unconsciously. I'm afraid of Grade Two, the one that makes me nervous and stressed, and the one that separates me from Mywood. I dare not think. On the day I filled out the application form, I applied for liberal arts and he applied for science. I'm glad that we are all rational and don't gamble on our future. He just told me: study hard and get into college, then we can be together. I just nodded mercilessly, and the summer vacation came like this. We didn't meet, just made a few phone calls, and before we knew it, the second year of high school started.

I went to a new class, facing new teachers and new classmates. I am very lonely. I think Jiang Mumu is lonely, too. I didn't go to see him. Although we are only separated by one floor, he didn't come to see me. Let's disappear into each other's hearts. I don't want friends, and I don't care. I wrapped myself up like a cactus full of thorns. No one will approach me, and no one wants to approach me. With the end of autumn, winter has come. I've been waiting for him to come to me with that agreement, but will he remember?

The pig said, "Come and see the snow with me." I smiled and said to her, "Don't let me be hunted by all the boys in our school." I'm waiting for mywood to appear. Actually, I know Jiang Mumu won't come to me, because I saw him with another girl this morning. This first snow is really cold. Why should I know all this on this day? I don't want to!

In the evening, I am very happy after watching the weather forecast, because there will be snow in our city tomorrow, and I am so happy that I can't sleep all night. I am very excited at the thought of the beautiful snow scene.

As soon as I got up in the morning, I heard my friends shouting: it's snowing, it's snowing! So I quickly got dressed and walked out the door. At this time, the snow was very small, and there was rain in it, but after a while, the snow grew bigger and bigger, like goose feathers, cotton wool, reed flowers and fluff, just like hundreds of white butterflies flying in the air. Soon, my eyes were full of a white world, playing like a white carpet. There is snow everywhere on the roof, doorsill, yard and road.

It snowed heavily all day and didn't stop until evening. The whole village seems to have become a fairy tale world full of poetry and painting. Seeing such a beautiful snow scene, I realized the spectacular sight of "a thousand miles frozen, snow drifting in Wan Li" in Mao Zedong's poems. Glittering silver bars are hung on the trees beside the asphalt road, while those evergreen trees are covered with heavy snowballs, and the snow on the road is more than ten centimeters deep, making a "creaking" sound when stepping on them. Naughty children gently shook the branches, and snowflakes like jade fell on their heads, causing them to scream. At this time, we children were very happy, making snowmen at home and having snowball fights in groups. The shouts of joy almost shook off the snow on the branches. Although the snow has turned our hands red, it still can't stop our joyful enthusiasm. Walking in the street, you can see snowman grinning everywhere. These snowmen have also become a bright spot in the snow scene.

Old people must be very happy when they see the beautiful snow scene. As the saying goes, snow will bring good harvest. This year's heavy snow is sure to bring a bumper harvest in the coming year.