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A gentle copy of snow

Tender copy in the snow (selected 50 sentences)

With the rise and popularity of social networks, more and more people like to post copywriting online to vent their emotions and adjust their mood. Want to send a copy, but always don't know how to organize the language? The following is a gentle copy of the snow I collected for you (50 selected sentences), welcome to share.

1. At first it snowed lightly, but soon it snowed heavily again. In an instant, it covered the whole school. Snow fell on the grass, and the grass tip was dyed white; Fall on the roof, the roof is dyed white, fall on the branches, and the branches are dyed white. Snow is pure.

In the evening, large snowflakes fall from the dark sky. At the moment, mountains, rivers, fields and villages are all covered with snow.

The snow finally stopped, the vast fields were white, and the houses and mountains were covered with silver. Snow, like clouds of soft goose feathers, stirred a chaotic beach during the day and paved it exceptionally flat.

It's snowing. Snowflakes fell from the sky, and willow trees were covered with white gauze. Pines and cypresses are not afraid, but they still stand there. Snow puts a white hat on the house and covers the earth with a thick quilt.

5, the weather is gloomy, the sky is thick, low, gray-yellow turbid clouds. The northeast wind roared and ran wildly in the wilderness. It seems to be holding a sword, which can pierce a tight leather coat, not to mention the exposed face, and it is scratched again and again, and the pain is unbearable. I love snow, I love snow scenes, and I love winter more. Winter is the ring of the soul. Although winter is very cold, it has incomparable warmth and hope.

6. Looking up silently, the silent sky is vast and unable to shed pure white. I wonder if it is the crystallization of angel tears? Or complain about the injustice of the world?

In this snowy winter, I told her sad memories. With sadness, desolation and regret, I thought of her again and that relationship.

8. The snow is too beautiful to forget. The beauty is intoxicating, as if this is their hometown, and they can release it as they want. The green weeping willows on both sides are covered with snow, especially silvery white. The water in the river has also formed ice cubes, adding a bit of northland scenery.

9, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, just like shredded cotton wool, slowly floating. They landed on the grass, on the roof and on the branches of the road. Soon, the earth was covered with snow and turned into a vast expanse of whiteness.

10. Looking around, Bai Jingjing is full of snow, just like an elegant ink painting. The row of short trees was all covered with snow, and the grass was covered with a layer of snow. The trees and roofs are all white, which is more beautiful and fresh than before.

1 1, this is snow. From the mountain village where dogs bark in Chai Men to the night when the snow returns to people, it floats through time and space, passing through a pair of sad eyes, making him sigh that there are thousands of spacious buildings sheltering all the poor people in the world, and then floating over the old man fishing in the cold river, wandering in the cold north, turning into Yanshan snowflakes as big as seats, and the heavy negative pressure of snow again and again on our bows and swords, and finally becoming ridiculous as white. Let Jia Baoyu hide in the fog like an elf, and let Yang Zirong write an immortal legend. This piece of snow floats through the years, mountains and rivers, vicissitudes of life, justice, hardship and love and hate, obliterating everything, covering everything, washing everything and melting everything. Snow is tangible and seamless, and history just melts into a flying snow, which can be seen, touched and held. Snow is silent, telling: snow is fleeting and sacred.

12, such a beautiful snow scene and such a charming moonlight are really unforgettable. But maybe I'm too sentimental. Alas, can Xue become a dream butterfly and fly? When will the night come back?

13, heavy snow, the snowflake dancing in various postures in the air, flying, hovering, or falling straight and quickly, laying on the ground.

14, once, we agreed to bathe the first snow this winter together. Although the first snow came a little late, it still came, but you disappeared, and our agreement ran aground in the years.

15, the artificial lake is covered with a thick layer of ice. Several naughty little classmates were frolicking on the lake, and bursts of laughter came from time to time.

16, when it started to snow, the snowflakes were often neither big nor dense, like catkins floating lightly with the wind, but as the wind blew harder and harder, the snow became denser and bigger, like a woven white net, and nothing could be seen from a distance.

17, in a short time, the trees, roofs, flowers and grass were covered with snowflakes, and the world turned white. I excitedly followed the crowd to the playground. I stretched out my hand and looked up. I saw snowflakes flying all over the sky, and I heard bursts of laughter from my classmates from time to time. I am standing under a big bare tree. The big tree has taken off its old green clothes and put it on. It's all covered with snow. Just like the spring breeze, it blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. I looked up, and the baby snowflakes fell in succession, gently kissing our little red face, cool. At this moment, I wonder who threw a snowball into my neck.

18, pine trees stand luxuriantly in the white snow, shaking their bodies with the cold northwest wind, and making a shrill roar, as if deliberately flouting winter.

19, the world after the snow is decorated with continuous snow, and the jade leaves of Qiongzhi, which are covered with jade, are colorful, which is really a gratifying scene of abundant snow. I arrived home before I knew it, feeling the happiness brought by the snow all the way.

20. Snowflakes fall on the treetops, like decorating dead branches into fluffy Yushu Qiongzhi. The beautiful scenery is as beautiful as a magic mirror. Snowflakes fall on the Yuan Ye, like a dazzling new makeup for the vast Yuan Ye. Snow-white color is like thick cotton wool. Snowflakes fall on the river, like condensation agent sprinkled on the fast-flowing river, and the frozen scene is like a beautiful picture.

2 1, the snow is still falling, but it is getting more and more cautious and gentle. I can't even smell the subtle sound of gauze rubbing, just like filling sand, but it's silent. The thicker, deeper and shallower the snow on the ground, it is soft and practical to step on. In the printed footprints, it is obviously black, but the edge of the shadow is covered with diamond-like golden awns.

22. Under this heavy and deep sky, Chun Xue, who was flying all over the sky, was gentle and quiet, thoughtful, kissed my cheek gently and slid into my collar gently. The eternal charming face brings me a ray of tenderness in spring.

23. Winter is as white as snow, and Leng Yan is pure, interpreting their innocent memories. The memory of winter condenses into dense fog in the sky, melts into thick snow in Yuan Ye, forms thin ice on the lake, turns into plain rime in the Woods, blooms into faint flowers on the window panes, weaves beautiful pictures on the mountains, dreams faintly in people's hearts and ripples in my memory.

24. In the cold wind, snowflakes fall from the sky like rain. A gust of wind blew, flying all over the sky like fine salt, decorating the whole city into a fairy-tale world of ice and snow.

25. Walking in the quiet snow is like holding your breath in the depths of the ocean, which makes people feel like diving. When you go to the empty snowfield, you will suddenly find the scale of the world: your own steps.

26. Snowflakes were floating in the night sky, and people were shaking when they landed. Since you are heartless, I regret it again. Love is clear, and the snow here remains the same.

27. The willow trees covered with leaves are covered with hairy and shiny silver bars; Evergreen pines and cypresses in winter and summer are full of fluffy and heavy snowballs.

28. The world after the snow is decorated with continuous snow, with lush foliage and jade, which is really a gratifying scene of abundant snow.

29. One word to describe this snow is enthusiasm. The most vivid thing is that the jade emperor's duck down was leaked. Indeed, there are more and more snowflakes as dense as duck down in the sky. My thoughts are flying like snowflakes, and this beautiful snowflake is flying like a pure dream. At this moment, I just want to rush into the snow and let the pure snowflake decorate my fantasy mood; Let the flawless snow give me colorful dreams! I will hold the elves in my hands and let them tell me the night scene with their mouths open happily; I will greet a series of dreams that have not yet awakened with a willing heart; I will praise this beautiful white paradise with beautiful words like snowflakes!

30. The snow on the mountain is more beautiful. Look, the top of the mountain is all white. Seen from a distance, it looks like a snowy mountain. The dwarf pines on the mountain are covered with crystal snowflakes, and only under the leaves can you see a little green. Bamboo leaves are also covered with snow, and layers of frost are stuck on bamboo stems. Bamboo forms a bamboo forest, just like a group of soldiers guarding their homes. Grandma often tells me about New Year's Eve? No matter how cold it is in winter, the three friends, Song, Zhu and Mei, still stand there.

3 1. I woke up in the morning, opened the curtains and found a silver world outside the window. Branches, roofs and street lamps are covered with a thick layer of snow. At first glance, I thought I was in the wrong city. I always thought that snow was exclusive to Harbin and Jilin, but I didn't expect Shanghai to be covered in the world of snow in just one night.

32. Snow, like a pure girl, stands in a white world; Snow, like a white cloud, floats in the blue sky; Snow, like daisy petals falling with the wind, floats in your heart.

33. Snow is as light as cotton wool, as soft as reed flowers, and as fluffy as dandelion seeds. It can fly freely in the wind, dance freely, release freely and play heartily.

34. Chimonanthus praecox is in full bloom and snowflakes are falling. In the laughter of everyone, I came to this world with the crying of the baby and started my life journey. Since then, my name and my life have formed an indissoluble bond with snow.

35. The scenery in the snow is magnificent, and there is no color between heaven and earth. I can only see a piece of silver, as if the whole world is decorated with silver.

On this day, the heavy snow arrived as scheduled, and the snowflakes flying all over the sky danced like a group of happy elves. I stood at the window and stared at the white world without a trace of dust. Suddenly I feel that my tired heart has been eroded by the busy life, and I can't perceive the extremely pure beauty around me. At that time, I was a little lonely and sad.

37. Half-city smokers, on the jagged roof tiles, still have some unfinished Chun Xue, even distant mountains with white hats, two towers standing by the mountains and waters, and the river flowing back to the east, west and south of Lanxi County, make do together, clearly showing the snow scene in the south of the Yangtze River where China is no longer rich.

38. A heavy snow really makes Shanghai feel like winter. With the dim street lights at night, snowflakes are flying all over the sky, falling in the streets and alleys, and falling in the gullies of the years. In an instant, a very clear, thorough and full winter came to Shanghai.

39. Snow in early spring and February, although life is short, the years are fleeting, but she is like an understanding angel, with holiness and innocence, dancing silently and freely with tenderness and colorful acacia.

40. It's dawn, and I'm walking on my way to school with my schoolbag on my back. The boundary between heaven and earth is so hazy: the mountains are white, the sky is white, and white fog is floating on the water. I want to touch this strange fog, but it runs around like a naughty child for a while.

4 1, winter is beautiful. The sunshine in winter is warm and kind, so kind, he gently holds the snow in his arms, and the snow shed tears of happiness.

42. Snow is scattered on the ground, in dark corners and anywhere that white is needed. Snowflakes fall like flowers, not like fairies. They danced with noble bodies and flew out of the sky screen with deep chill. Every landing is a warm hug and kiss to the earth. Maybe she doesn't want to disturb the people who are sleeping, and always falls to the ground gently and comes to the world silently.

43, the echo of snow, there is no purer poem than this. Those arrogant cars and planes are worried now. Si Nuo has always been incompatible with modern civilization, or neglected them. But the children in the snow are so excited, they are so free to play with a primitive world, and even the adults have put down their sophistication.

44. Look! What a beautiful snowflake! At first, it was scattered, small, light and soft, like a noble white swan flapping its wings gently and pieces of fluff falling down. Then, the little snowflake gradually became bigger, thicker and denser, as if WU GANG in the moon palace was shaking Yushu Qionghua vigorously, and flawless petals were falling. Finally, it snowed harder and harder. Snowflakes pull me in mid-air, you hold me, and I hold you tightly, like countless shredded cotton wool falling from the sky.

45. Being in the vast snowfield, restore yourself to a small black spot between the vast worlds and stop here quietly. If we regard this snowfield as a world, then we are countless snowflakes scattered by God. Like falling snowflakes, we are sent to this world by the wind of fate. Looking back, there was no trace of patrol. We lie down where we fell, waiting for the wind of fate to send us to another place again, or waiting for another snowflake to fly, and then quietly melt into invisibility.

46. Early in the morning, there are chattering children in the street. Children's hands are as red as purple ginger. They get together to make a snowman. Although the snowman is only a lot up and down, it is very white and bright. The children made his eyes out of coal balls, cut them out of paper into the shape of his mouth, painted them deep red and stuck them on the snowman's face. In this way, the snowman is ready. The children clapped their hands, nodded, laughed at him and cheered for him. They seem to forget the cold and their hearts are full of hope.

47. After a while, it snowed harder and harder, and a large white curtain hung between heaven and earth. Snow fell on the opposite roof, like a white quilt. The trees and the ground are covered with white clothes and white blankets. After a while, the cold wind blew, and the silver light flashed in the falling snowflakes, and everything around it was suddenly immersed in the silver world.

48. Snowflakes crisscross our vision like cotton balls. All the snowflakes in my vision drifted to the left, but through our vision, we saw the snowflakes seen by children in another building drifting to the left, and the snowflakes in the south and the snowflakes in the north formed a strange X-shape.

49. Snowflakes put a white coat on the earth; Cover the wheat with a thick quilt; Cover all kinds of flowers and trees with snow-white cotton-padded jackets; The mountains are also covered with snow. It stopped the flow of the river, moistened everything, immersed the world in a vast expanse of whiteness, made the old farmer smile and made us happy.

She seems to be a fairy in a white dress. Wherever she dresses up, the snowy plain is as quiet as a virgin, the snowy peaks are cold and tall, the Yushu Qionghua is in full bloom, and the air is particularly gentle. Under her gentle comfort, all the restlessness began to subside, and the earth was quiet and peaceful, just like a baby sleeping in its mother's arms. In this world of silver makeup, this dazzling whiteness eclipses the sky. In this quiet white, what impetuous worries are we unable to let go?