Dong Xue's composition

In daily life or work and study, we often come into contact with composition, which is a narrative method to express a theme through words. You always have no way to write a composition? The following is my carefully arranged composition on winter snow (selected 1 1). Welcome to read, I hope you will like it.

Dong Xue's composition 1 Open your sleepy eyes and struggle to climb out of the warm bed. I feel particularly bright outside, as if the noon sun has shone all over the world. I quickly got dressed and opened the window. What a white world!

Snow shines directly on the eyes, and a large area is fine. The tall roofs, silver windows and dark green camphor trees are all covered with beautiful white clothes. A bird with bright black feathers stood on the flashing red tile in the distance. It cocked its little head, quietly enjoying the pure white, and watched the flying snowflakes with me.

Countless snowflakes fell from the sky and were shaken off by the magic bag in the sky. They are frolicking in the air, dancing happily in winter, crowded, flying all over the sky, spinning and chasing.

Looking at this dreamlike snow, I can't help thinking. In the flying snowflakes, I saw the little girl selling matches. She is the same age as me, with a rosy face and a smile. She is brand-new, no longer wearing thin rags, but wearing clothes as bright as a rainbow, a pair of crystal shoes shining on her feet, and snowflakes falling on golden curls are more beautiful. The kind grandmother looked at her kindly, her eyes full of joy, smile and happiness. I know that they never come from a cold place, but from the light. They passed me talking and laughing and disappeared into the vast snow. Ice girl came wearing colorful flowers on her head. Her eyes are as bright as stars and as deep as deep pools. She is wearing a white dress and dancing with the snowflakes. Light and elegant, dancing, she used her magic, and her figure was changeable, up and down, which made people dizzying. I suddenly disappeared into the snow and I couldn't find it again. I saw the snow fluttering without a trace. "De" and "De" came the ringing sound of hooves, and a luxurious royal carriage appeared, with dairy queen sitting in it. ...

I like winter, crystal white snow and stories in the snow.

I love winter, and I love white and flawless winter snow.

Grandpa Dong came to the world with steady steps. He threw gifts into the air, and suddenly snowflakes flew all over the sky. You see, white snow flowers are flying in the vast air like catkins. They fall slowly with the wind for a while, and then turn upside down in the air. They dance ballet for a while and spin for a while; Snow elves jump and play in the air.

In a short time, the whole world turned into a white ocean. The big tree is wrapped in silver, like a pear tree in full bloom; The grass fell asleep with a snow-white quilt; On the house, the bright red tile house has been covered with snow, and the original red tile house has become a snow house in the fairy tale world; The car parked in the parking lot seems to have been painted with white paint and turned into a toy car; The asphalt roads have become snow-white skating rinks.

We children won't stay in the house for long, so we put on cotton-padded clothes and cotton caps and ran to the snow with a smile. The silent world suddenly became lively. Some of us make snowmen, some have snowball fights, some build igloos ... Look, the snowman with a red hat and scarf around his neck is smiling and waving to us. Suddenly, I don't know whose snowball hit the snowman's head. Alas, the snowman's hat is crooked to one side, his eyes are crooked and his mouth is cracked. It's so funny, laughter keeps coming and going.

Small animals heard the children's laughter and joined in the fun. You see, the chicken drew bamboo leaves on the snow and the duckling drew maple leaves on the snow. Look, what are those puppies doing? Oh, they are absorbed in drawing plum blossoms, only to see them wagging their tails and turning left and right. Soon, a plum blossom appeared in the snow. Snow turned into an ocean of joy.

White and flawless winter snow, you bring us joy and vitality, I love you!

Composition of Winter Snow 3 The winter girl hurried to her mother-in-law's class and came to the world with her gift to nature.

In early winter, it was a beautiful and noble princess who waved her magical veil and sent a piece of snow.

Look! Small snow grains, like sugar, fluttered in the air, not in a hurry to land, as if reluctant to leave the sky. They quietly jumped into the collars of pedestrians and disappeared silently. Then, pieces of small snowflakes are as light as smoke, as clean as jade, as white as silver, fluttering down from the sky and kissing the earth after a long separation. Slowly, slowly, the little snowflake becomes bigger, thicker and denser, just like someone shakes Yushu Qionghua hard, and white petals fall down one after another; Later, it snowed harder and harder. Little snowflakes pulled me in mid-air. You hugged me and I hugged you, falling from the sky like countless torn cotton balls. At this time, the whole world is on the verge of confusion and beauty.

Get up in the morning, it's foggy in winter. After the fog cleared, a wonderful scene appeared immediately: thick frost condensed on the needles of pine trees, like a white autumn chrysanthemum; Fallen leaves are covered with white snow, just like white jade trees; The weeping willows are wrapped in silver, and the bushes are surrounded by white coral bushes, which is puzzling and is in a fairy tale world.

The trees along the road are covered with silver flowers, which are furry and thicker than before, and the buildings shine with dazzling Yin Hui like Joan's hug. The path is like a white carpet, and a painter who seems to have wonderful hands painted a white and pure pattern for the earth.

Snow, with its pure soul, moving beauty and magical changes, has won the love of many literati and left tens of thousands of eternal songs. It is really "Mei has no snow and no spirit, and snow has no poetry." It's snowing all day, and it's a beautiful spring. "Liu Zongyuan's" Hundreds of Mountains Without Birds, Thousand Paths Without Footprints ". A boat with a leaf, a bamboo coat, fishing alone in Jiang Xue "once showed a quiet scenery in front of people!

You come quietly, just like you will leave quietly. When the first snow comes in early winter, stand on the street and accept your baptism. Reach out and hold you in your palm, silently watching you melt, slowly. Silence.

During the day, there is still a gray sunlight spectrum on the ground, leaving the shadow of dead trees and leaves in winter. In the evening, just as pedestrians were rushing home, she came like this. She was a little unconscious at first, and several students passed by, hey hey, it's snowing! There may be a hasty pace, but there is no sudden feeling.

When she came like this, she was as light as spring catkins and as intelligent as a silkworm spinning silk. One by one, one by one. The drift is not big. The air suddenly smells of winter. Is it bleak, tense or stubborn? It's hard to say. All I know is that I can stand in the snow, grow my mouth and clear my nostrils. Taste the whole body and refresh the meridians. After a few minutes of hard work, my clothes and hair were soaked. I think snow is snow. I don't know where the power comes from, which can make them have such attachment. Maybe they really have such power, which is the greatest pioneering work between heaven and earth, creating crystals in the cold winter. At this time, let's enjoy it.

The road is getting wet, and the car slows down to look at the lights. Through the shadow of the lamp, the ice crystals slide, like a curtain, like a curtain. This reminds me of the winter rain some time ago. It didn't rain or fall, showing a kind of nature and calm. The gray sky is no longer colorful, even with a bitter taste, but the washed sky is still like yesterday. The winter snow came at the right time. Maybe she stood for a week, but it strengthened people's expectations for her. Snowflakes flow in front of my eyes, connecting the memories of the four seasons, and she is also singing the song of expectation. Eyes are no longer dry, throat is no longer hoarse, nourishing feelings and purifying the soul.

This snow is the beginning of winter, and it brings the news of next spring.

The composition of "Winter Snow" and "Winter Snow" vividly released the hot air in spring and summer, leaving no room, and also accumulated strength for the fiery surge of the next four seasons. Winter is different from summer, such as a pot of liquid. The gods pour it and they follow the instructions silently. The crazy surge of winter solstice forced away the last trace of residual temperature in late summer, which penetrated into all gaps uncontrollably.

In early winter, there is no snow, and it is gray. It seems that the arrival of winter last year did not bring peace to the city. The playground in the past summer thought that this winter would be a colorless and chilly specimen. After these days, a snow came here to eat, probably because of an unintentional mistake, the poor thing detained by the gods! Fortunately, once again, the whiteness of the snowflake is 365 days apart, and it will completely embark on the asphalt road. I sat at my desk and looked out quietly. The white elf seemed to slide gently on the glass, found that he knocked on the wrong door and returned to the sky shyly. I looked for it for a long time, but there was still no trace on the ground. After a while, I don't know how many magic warriors fell from the sky and the ground was covered with a layer. It's also my negligence!

In the sun, they did not melt, but through the sun, they transformed their own light into their own more white and flawless brilliance. The snowsuit showed no signs of damage. I watched it quietly and always felt that it was a move to suppress the noise of this city.

Think about the warm sunshine between the lines in the book these days. It has been a while since there was a goose feather-like snow covering the whole city!

This winter, the city hibernates here, without the hustle and bustle of midsummer and the busyness of autumn harvest, it is more quiet and leisurely. In its tone, only people are chatting, nothing else. I don't know when such a scroll can be taken back. I just hope that the buds of branches will not stick out too early, the gray of snowflakes will not disappear too early, and the noise of the city will not wake up too early.

The fruitful forest began to become cold and silent, and the original autumn disappeared. ...

People go out less and less, and they start to rely on beds. All this indicates that winter is coming. Get up in the morning and open your hazy eyes. As soon as I woke up, I felt a biting cold wind and began to tremble. I finally put on warm clothes, and I feel sleepy again. I really want to lie down and sleep again.

It's getting colder and colder, and snow seeds begin to float in the air. I just washed my face that day, "Wow!" There was a scream. I threw a towel and ran to have a look. Wow! What I saw fascinated me. The sky is full of "small pieces of paper" floating slowly in the sky, floating. Like a jade butterfly falling from the sky. I reached out and was covered with snowflakes. The combination of white, pure and particles is like a small angel's wing. It's freezing cold and chilling. Soon, my hands became numb. I just want to throw away this small piece of snow in case it is too cold for me, but it has turned into a pool of ice water. The snow is getting bigger and bigger, almost as big as goose feathers. A gust of wind came, blowing snow like rain. Before long, a tree fell. Passers-by saw it and quickly took an umbrella to cover it. A few hours later, calm was restored, the snow stopped, the wind stopped and the weather was good.

The ground is covered with snow as far as the eye can see. Snow is everywhere on trees, houses, lawns and playgrounds. A car is like a little beetle in boundless milk. The snow on the tree, shaking and rustling, dropped a cloud of snow and fell to the ground. When people walk, they always leave a row of footprints in the snow. Children get together to make a snowman, have a snowball fight and have a good time in winter. I can't help chanting: the north wind rises at midnight and snowflakes fly. Early in the morning, I climbed up the building and watched from a distance. The houses in the mountains are all white. It's a silver world. This is really a miracle.

In winter, at the end of the year, the weather is not good, but it has a beautiful scene. Some people also say: how can there be a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?

People say, "Snow is the embodiment of rain." Snow in winter looks like rain after makeup, but I think snow is a symbol of simplicity in nature.

Snow is not as wet as spring rain, as violent as summer rain and as cool as autumn rain. She is stingy, which is also a feature of winter. Only the cold winter has traces of her.

Snow is the most popular among snow. Snow in the city is quite rare, mostly muddy, and the roads are covered with mud. Snow is hidden in treetops or car windows. She is pure white and looks flawless. Holding it as soft as cotton, my hands are cold, but my heart is warm.

Snow is the most beautiful only when it falls. All the snow I have seen has reached the ground, but there is very little snow. Because I am in the south, it doesn't snow much. Even if it snowed, I didn't care much. She always comes in a hurry. Only when you really pay attention can you appreciate this beauty. Being scattered by the sky to the earth makes people realize that winter is not only cold, but also not just waiting for the sun to rise again. Scattered snowflakes make you stare at the sky, make you feel happy and feel the magic of nature. I want to open my mouth to taste her, but I can't taste it. I finally tasted it, and the tip of my tongue was cold.

Several nights in the snow are the most touching. It was dark and there was a little white in the air. Pedestrians in the street must be in a happy mood when they walk in this dark but dotted landscape. If we freeze the world again at this time, it will be a painting carefully designed by nature. It's amazing.

To say that winter snow is the most complicated time, the moment when the sun rises is. The sun rises. That moment symbolizes the end of winter snow. He did drive away the cold that people hated, but he took away the snow that people loved. Snow melts, ice melts, and life stands up. This may be a gift that snow gives people in a year.

I hope to see the beloved snow again soon!

Snow in Winter Some people like colorful spring, some people like hot summer, some people like golden autumn, but I prefer snowy winter.

How beautiful the snow is in winter, white and flawless! Like white fluff. I can't help but blow it. It is light and leisurely, which makes it float longer and farther. It is like a thin thread, held in the palm of your hand, and you can't help but want to rub it. Like cotton candy. I really want to lick it and taste the sweet taste.

The snow in winter is so selfless, it dances with the wind and falls leisurely. Hanging on a tree, putting a cotton-padded jacket on the tree, the tree is no longer afraid of cold; Lying on the roof, putting a cotton cap on the house and waiting for the sun to come; Sleeping in the embrace of the earth is full of the spirit of "auspicious snow and good harvest".

Snow in winter is very lively. In the streets, children are in groups of three or five. There is a snowman. You have a nose, I have eyes, and he wears a hat. It is their common wish to be a beautiful snowman.

There was a snowball fight, and you came and went, "hahaha", and laughter spread all over the alley. There is a snowball, the captain shouted. Several people worked together and the snowball rolled bigger and bigger. On the frozen lake, people are bustling and skiing, and they seem to have been looking forward to this day for a long time. Perhaps the fish under the ice have opened their eyes and want to see this lively scene. Isn't it a happy thing to warm up in this cold weather?

Looking around, it's all white. What a fairyland on earth! Reminds me of the scenes in the cartoons Frozen and Snow White. The ancients said, "Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of 10,000 pear trees." Yes, it is the snow this winter that makes the dead silence of fallen leaves disappear, makes the mountains and rivers white and flawless, and makes us full of joy.

I like winter, and I prefer the white snow, lively snow and selfless snow in winter. Let me feel that winter is no longer bitter, but full of happiness. When will it snow this year? I am looking forward to it!

I like the drizzle in spring, the green leaves in summer and the golden fields in autumn, but I prefer the snow in winter.

It was dark before it snowed in winter. Gray clouds began to snow. After a while, pieces of small snowflakes fell slowly, as if exploring the road, and as if sending a letter from afar. Gradually, Snowflake became bolder and her sisters increased. They crowded around, side by side, holding hands, and rushed in like a fair. Soon, it began to snow heavily, like cotton, more like goose feathers, in chunks. Groups of brothers and sisters are playing and jumping, as if playing hide-and-seek with someone. When you don't pay attention, it will fall on you. When you try to wipe away the naughty snowflake, it mysteriously disappears and becomes invisible droplets ... soon, tall trees and buildings.

The sky is white, the ground is white and beautiful! I walked on the road, watching the white snow scene and breathing the fresh air. I feel relaxed and happy all over. Although my head, shoulders, schoolbag and even eyelashes are covered with snowflakes, I feel more and more that they are so kind and gentle, like long-lost friends and close partners, playing with me and talking with me. At this time, I feel like a small snowflake, flying in the sky and singing in the branches. I am happy, I shout, I am a free and white angel! Gradually, I was shocked. I want to know where I come from. Look at the coral-like tree, look at the cotton-like pine branches, in this flying snowflake, in this magnificent building and jade room, in this silvery fairy tale world, I have become a snow child, walking happily, opening my eyes in surprise and leaving a string of footprints. ...

Ah! In winter, how much I love you, because of you, the world becomes more beautiful and magical!

The composition of winter snow 10 Last night, I heard the weather forecast that it would snow today. I got up early in the morning, ready to see the little snowflakes brought by Miss Winter.

However, Miss Winter seems to be sleeping and forgot to give gifts to our children who love Xiaoxuehua. When we looked up at the sky, we saw that the sky was full of clouds, but there were no traces of small snowflakes. Oh, I'm really anxious! Then my father came over and patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, son, you will receive a gift soon." Dad's words really worked. After a while, Miss Winter really brought us our favorite gift ... I looked up at the sky and countless snow dolls came down to earth! I walked out of the house and danced happily with snowflake in the yard.

The little snowflake is like a lovely doll, and some two people hug and fall happily; Some people are spinning and rolling down; Some people throw themselves into the arms of Mother Earth, singing and dancing leisurely ... They are really like happy spirits, falling from the sky one after another, sometimes buzzing, and sometimes getting high. Slowly, on houses, trees, highways and everything in nature, the snow dolls put on white cotton-padded jackets for them, especially the snow on the trees accumulated more and more, and some actually bent the branches. Looking around, the scenery in the snow is magnificent, and there is no difference between heaven and earth. I can only see a piece of silver, as if the whole world is decorated with silver. What a pink makeup! In the afternoon, I suddenly heard laughter coming from the street. When I walked out of the house, I saw the children playing snowman and snowball fight. I also joined the game team. After the snow in winter, it is really a paradise for our children! Small animals also came out to join in the fun. The footprints left by the puppy are like small plum blossoms, the patterns printed by the duckling in the snow are like maple leaves, and the footprints of the chickens are like handfuls of fans ... After the snow in winter, it is also a paradise for small animals.

I love winter, and I love this snowy world that is covered with silver and white.

I still remember that there was no snow last winter, which ruined my expectation and reduced my confidence in snow. To my surprise, it snowed today. However, it brings back many memories ... ...

I still clearly remember how happy I was when I was a child, especially in winter. As long as it snows, I will have a good time. So I like winter. I was still so ignorant and carefree at that time, and I didn't know that I would study so hard in the future. Every time I am overwhelmed by homework, I will recall the scene of playing with snow. I am so lively and naive! I didn't know what hard work was when I was a child. I just saw that my mother was so tired and felt that the work was very hard, so I took this hard work as my own.

When I was a child ... I dragged my brother to have a snowball fight. My brother is helpless. He came to the snow, kneaded it into a big snowball and was about to shoot me. I hurried away, and the snowball in my hand was hurled at my brother. I didn't expect that I left it in the corner, which was unlucky. My brother hit a big snowball when I wasn't looking. I don't care. I kicked the snow away and left my brother covered in it.

Now ... it's finally snowing. I'm going to have enough fun. I finally rolled a big snowball, but it was completely "destroyed" by a savage boy. I was so angry that I rubbed some snowballs and threw them savagely at some boys. I smiled when I saw the hateful boy who was taught a lesson by me. "Ah" the boy resisted again, so I fled to a place and finally escaped the boy's pursuit. Several girls hit me again, so I had to run away as hard as I could. The snowball fight was over in the morning, and the head teacher wouldn't let us play at noon. When I got home, my mother touched my gloves for a snowball fight and said, "If my gloves are wet, my hands must be wet, too." Don't have snowball fights next time. " Mom is still worried about me.

How I want to go back to the past, to that happy time.

The snow outside the window is still falling.