Write a sentence using onomatopoeia to describe the winter wind

1. In winter, he took a cool step at the beginning - the cold wind. As night falls, the cold wind is like a drunkard, wandering in front of every house in the town on the snowfield, sometimes letting go of his throat and roaring furiously, sometimes gasping tiredly. The bare branches trembled and swayed in the roar of the wind, and the moon seemed to be hiding in the clouds because it was afraid of the cold. People were trembling and walking on the street with their hands covered. The strong wind was unbridled and chilly, pouring straight into people's clothes and chilling their hearts. The trees roared loudly, and the strong wind rolled the branches and leaves, waving like devil's claws. Winter uses its own uniqueness to show people its grace!

2. The wind in winter is like a trumpet, making a "woo, woo" sound. When the children heard it, they immediately put on thick clothes; when the little animals heard it, they all started to get busy: some were speeding up transporting food to prepare for the winter so as not to starve; some were eating and drinking because they were going to grow up. Time does not eat or drink, so it is necessary to store energy now; the big tree heard it, took off its emerald green clothes and put on golden winter clothes; only the pines and cypresses were different, they still wore emerald green clothes.

3. Gradually, the weather became cooler and the wind became much colder. The biting cold wind in the morning felt like a knife blowing against my face. The poplar branches on the roadside danced wildly in the wind, and the dry branches made a clicking sound from time to time. The withered grass on the roadside drooped its head listlessly, trembling in the strong wind and making a rustling sound.

4. In the cold wind, I wrapped my heavy coat tightly, panting unevenly, and walked on the way home with trembling steps. The desolate night lost my firm direction, and the dim street lights illuminated the distance ahead. The cold wind cut on my face, leaving no eye-catching scars, but it brought cold pain.