Traditional Culture Encyclopedia - Weather inquiry - It's snowing.
It's snowing.
It snows today, and it is very cold. Under the gray sky, the cold wind blew, which made people feel the cold in winter.
Suddenly, there are scattered snowflakes in the sky, and the white and flawless snowflakes are flying in the air like beautiful silver butterflies. After a while, the snow in the sky became denser and denser. Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, like smoke and fog, and the whole city is shrouded in snow.
Seeing the beautiful snow scene outside the window, I have long wanted to go to the playground to watch and play. During the lunch break, my friends and I rushed down eagerly. We ran to the playground and saw spotless white snow covering the whole playground like a thick quilt.
We get carried away and play on the playground. We threw the snowballs we grabbed at our classmates. Some of our classmates are covered with snow, like a snowman. This can't help but make me want to play a snowman game, so I put forward the idea of playing a snowman game with my classmates. The students said in unison, "Good!"
So, we snowballed on the playground. When we rolled back and forth, left and right, the snowball got bigger and bigger. We rolled a big snowball and a small snowball, and stacked the small snowball on the big snowball, so that the outline of the snowman was basically completed.
Hey, what do you make snowman's eyes, nose, mouth, hands and so on? Some students ran to the classroom to find materials. They found some magnets and a pencil ... We embedded two magnets in the snowman's head as eyes. Put a pencil in the middle of the snowman's head as his nose; A banana as a snowman's crooked mouth; Then four magnets are embedded in the snowman's body as the buttons of the snowman; He also took two brooms as snowman's arms; I also put a scarf and hat on the snowman. Haha, with the efforts of my classmates and me, a beautiful snowman stood on the playground.
Snow is really interesting!
It snowed in the morning, and before I woke up, my mother shouted in my ear, "Baby, wake up, it's raining!" " It's raining and snowing ""is this true? " I jumped out of bed with a grain of salt, walked lazily to the window and opened it. It's really raining and snowing I jumped three feet in high spirits. I rubbed my eyes and saw a vast expanse of whiteness outside the window. The roof is covered with a layer of accumulated rain and snow, like wearing a rain-white hat, which makes me look particularly energetic. The trees are covered with dazzling silver, which is really "like a strong wind in spring, which blows at night and blows away the petals of 10 thousand pear trees." "This should be a gift from Grandpa Dong! The car was covered with a thick layer of rain and snow, as if it was too cold outside and covered with a rain-white quilt.
The rain and snow are getting heavier and heavier, and pieces of rain snowflakes like dandelions fall on the roof, trees and the ground. After school at noon, our feet stepped on the ground and made a creaking sound. If we don't open an umbrella now, we will become "white-haired old people" in the future.
When I got home, I immediately found some friends to be rain and snow people. A little friend took a shovel and shoveled the rain and snow around him into a pile. Another friend picked up a handful of rain and snow, rubbed it into a small ball, and then rolled on the ground. In this way, the head is done, then the head is put on the body, and then buttons, pencil case and orange slices are used to make its eyes, nose and mouth, and three balls are used to make buttons on its clothes. Then I beat the rain and snow man with my hand to make him stronger. In this way, the rain and snow people pile up, so we don't have to mention how happy we are. Of course, we also had a rain and snow battle. When I got home, I found myself a "rain and snow man". My mother laughed when she saw it.
This heavy rain and snow not only brought us fun, but also presented a kind of beauty to nature.
It snowed for three mornings, and I heard a sigh in my sleep: "Wow, it's snowing!" " "I hurried up and looked out of the window. I saw the treetops on the roof nearby in the distance, and the whole world suddenly looked much simpler. The snow outside the window is still dancing and falling silently. Ha, it's snowing, so people come inadvertently.
Open the window, with the invasion of cold air, snowflakes drift into the room with the wind and melt on me. I stretched out the window to meet the flying snowflakes, watched them fall lightly on my hands, and then watched them slowly melt in my hands. I remembered Xu Zhimo's Happiness of Snowflakes. "If I were a snowflake, I would know my direction, fly, fly, fly."
Snowflakes are flying in the air, dancing and swimming quickly with the cold wind blowing, trying to find their own direction, looking for the quiet residence, looking for the fragrance of cinnabar plum! I like to watch snowflakes flying, light and elegant! The petals of snowflakes keep increasing, dancing more urgently and fiercely. When the wind blows, it forms turbulence and sends snowflakes to the places they are looking for. Snowflakes keep falling, and there is snow on the ground. White snow reflects falling snowflakes, which pile up the snow on the ground. The thick snow covered the world with a layer of silver and changed the face of the whole world.
I like watching snowflakes flying, like the whiteness of snow, like the purity of snow. I know the snow scene must be beautiful and pure; I know the snow must be spectacular. I miss the scene of frozen snow in Wan Li. I miss the mountain dancing with the silver snake and the mountain trying to compete with the weather. I have great respect for snow. But I don't look at the snow, not because I don't want to, but because I can't bear to. I can't bear to trample on the holy snow with my feet and destroy purity. When I see the trampled snow, I see a mess.
Leaning against the window, watching snowflakes flying in front of my eyes, a poetic romance.
Snowflakes are flying and thoughts are flying. ...
It's snowing It's snowing It's snowing.
When I was still in class, I inadvertently glanced out of the window, but this glance made me see what I had been waiting for for a long time-snow. When I saw snow as beautiful as crystal, my mood was as excited as flowers, and I almost jumped out. Looking at the swaying snowflakes falling from the sky outside the window, I really want to rush out, but I am still in class and can't go out to enjoy the snow scene. The class finally ended in silence, and each of us ran out like crazy, and I was no exception.
Running out of the classroom, I finally saw the white and charming goose feather snow, and the playground was already white on snowy days. A strong wind stung my face, and the snowflakes flying all over the sky swayed and danced with the wind. Heavy snow covered the whole land, and the land was white. The surrounding flowers and trees are covered with layers of shiny clothes, and everything around them has become a soft quilt.
I stood in the snow quietly enjoying the snow scene, and the snowflake seemed to be playing with us, standing upright for a while and leaning for a while, as if making me happy!
Some students are having a snowball fight on the playground and some are making a snowman. They are having a good time. Some students are very happy although they are badly beaten.
This snow has brought us a lot of happiness, happiness and surprises. I believe this day is unforgettable and the happiest day for everyone.
It's snowing This beautiful and moving snow, you brought me laughter, you let me see the hope of tomorrow, you let me see a brighter tomorrow!
It's snowing. It snows here today. It's beautiful, pure white. Snow surrounds us in a pure white world, beautiful and sad. Snow is lying on the ground, and people can't bear to step on it. "Hey, what are you three girls doing there?" When Cheng's voice came, Ling Jie and seeing the footprints of a group of boys stepping on them all called it an aesthetic problem. Hehe, so happy. Even in this cold winter, I still feel so warm. It's good to have friends.
When I first met you, it was my thesis. Your articles are all well written, and the dividing lines in your articles are all beautiful, and they are pictures. I like them very much. I hope you can give me some. You wrote several good articles, and I gave you two points. I really want to continue to evaluate them, but unfortunately I can't.
Light dust. Nice name. I like it very much. I'm glad to be friends with you, and I appreciate your support and advice all the time.
Dust, did it snow there? Is it beautiful? Hehe, it's no use asking, that's for sure. I always feel that your article is as pure, beautiful and sad as snow. It will take me a long time to write many comments at the back of your article, because I am afraid that once I make a mistake, your article will be defiled.
Fourteen. We are all the same, living in the beautiful stage of youth, but unfortunately we all have the same sadness and always like loneliness. Many of your bookmarks are beautifully made. They may not be bookmarks. I don't know. Let's just say they're beautiful anyway.
I wonder why your articles have been reduced a lot, and why you are still a senior member with a score of only 30 points. I don't understand.
Dust, can you teach me how to make bookmarks?
Also, can you be my master? Although this request is a bit unreasonable, I still hope.
Dust. Happy birthday on February 14. Happy Valentine's Day. Happy new year.
It has been snowing for six days, and the north wind is whistling. This is a precursor to snow. I hurried home with my schoolbag on my back. As soon as I left school, I saw snowflakes flying all over the sky. "Yes, it's snowing! It's snowing, ha ha ha, "I waved my fist excitedly.
Snow keeps magic, and then falls like a beautiful jade butterfly; Like a dandelion blown off; Like catkins flying in the wind; Like a little white flower presented by an angel, it flutters with the north wind and falls gently. At the same time, it seems to be sprinkled with salt and deliberately drilled into the neck of passers-by, which is cool. After a while, everything was white, everything changed and it was beautiful. The earth is covered with silvery white, and the branches are not inferior, wearing white hats. What a snowy world!
When I got home, I unconsciously looked at the snowflakes outside the window. Snowflakes sometimes fly in the air like white butterflies; Sometimes like a light goose feather; Sometimes like the stars in the sky. The snow is getting heavier and heavier. Snow like jade falls from the sky, and some people stumble, like drunken people walking in the Eight Immortals. Snowflakes are up and down, and sometimes they play hide-and-seek with us like naughty children. Those snowflakes are like messengers of winter, indicating the coming of winter; Those snowflakes, like happy elves, are lifelike; Those snowflakes are like the protectors of life. With them, the world will be full of vitality.
Ah, pure white snowflakes, the aura of gathering jade, the fragrant soul wrapped in holy water, marching in the gray sky with the cold wind and rhythm, flying to the earth to bring new information, are all messengers of nature! Is a happy elf! Is the patron saint of our happy spirit!
It's snowing. I suddenly looked up and it began to snow outside the window. Snow is as white as described in fairy tales, and eight petals correspond. It snowed heavily when I went downstairs. With the wind, I came face to face. Suddenly, there were snowflakes on my eyelashes, hair and body. Close your eyes, my mind went blank, and then "she" appeared.
"It's snowing, it's snowing!" A person jumps and spins in the heavy snow. "Don't run, I won't hit you with a snowball!" Another man grabbed a snowball and ran to me angrily. "Pa", the snowball hit my clothes. "Ha ha, idiot, you didn't dodge, you hit it, you hit it!" She smiled, her eyes narrowed, her mouth was wide open, one hand was still waving in the air, and the other hand was covering her stomach and smiling. "No, I let you come. You can't hit me this time, pig. " I spat out my tongue at her and turned and ran away. She immediately squatted down, grabbed a pile of snow with her arm, grabbed some, held it in her hand and chased me. "You stop to catch the ball!" She threw the ball at me, and I didn't want to be outdone. I threw the snowball with all my strength. "bang!" Two balls collided and fell to the ground. We ran together and saw that the two balls were still stuck together and did not separate.
"Ha ha ha!" We all laughed. Lying in the snow with a smile, we held hands and watched the falling snowflakes, laughing and laughing all the time. Between us are two snowballs stuck together. There is nothing to say or explain. That is our friendship, and we will never part.
When I opened my eyes, the snow was still falling, and it was about to get bigger. My head and body are covered with snowflakes, but I don't want to move or leave. I just wanted another snowball to hit me, and a voice came from behind: "Hi! I hit you! "
It's snowing. 8. Open the window, and fresh air will come to your face. Take a closer look, ah! It's snowing, and I see little white snowflakes falling from the sky, just like beautiful silver butterflies flying in the air.
I quickly ran into the small garden, wandering in the beautiful world of ice and snow, enjoying the joy brought by Snow Girl. I looked at the snowflake, slowly drifting down, as if I were exploring the road, and as if I were sending a letter in the distance. Gradually, the snowflake became bolder. There are more and more sisters, endless and countless, pushing and shoving, side by side, holding hands, as if they were coming to the market. The snow is getting bigger and bigger, like cotton and goose feathers, in a large area, joking, as if playing hide-and-seek with someone. When you don't pay attention, it will fall on your head and shoulders. When you quietly touch this naughty little angel, she mysteriously disappears again and becomes a small drop of water.
I came to the park again. The bare willows were covered with fluffy and shiny silver bars, while the pine trees were covered with fluffy and heavy snowballs, all wrapped in silver. I shook it gently, and beautiful silver bars and snowballs rustled, and jade-like snowflakes fluttered with the wind, shooting colorful rainbows in the early morning sunshine.
It's snowing, how happy and happy our children are! But it's not just us who are happy, but also the crops and farmers' uncles in that field. Thick snow means a bumper harvest in the coming year. Xue Rui is a good year!
I like winter, and I prefer the heavy snow like goose feather, because white winter is a classic string ensemble, and snowflakes flying all over the sky are beating notes. The whole winter is full of expectation and hope, because of the arrival of snow!
It snowed for 9 nights and I was surfing the Internet. I heard the teacher in the computer room say it was snowing, so I ran out. It's hard to find snow in the dark sky. I just lay on my back and fell on my face bit by bit, but I didn't feel cold. This is the second time I have seen snow in Shanghai, and it is also the second snow in Shanghai since I was born.
I can still clearly remember that when I was in primary school, I came to Shanghai for the New Year. On the morning of the second day of junior high school, I was still in the warm bed and was woken up by my uncle, saying that it was snowing heavily outside. I don't believe it, because it really doesn't snow in Shanghai, and my uncle knows that I like to play with snow. I guess he must want me to get up early, until he told me to look out of the window, I saw a piece of white, and I could vaguely see pieces of snowflakes. Finally, of course, I got up and ran out at an extremely fast speed. It was my first time to play with snow in a different place, and it felt very special. Although Shanghai is my hometown, I am more familiar with the snow scene in Hefei.
It snows in Shanghai now. Walking on campus, the short trees on both sides of the road have been thinly covered with a layer of white gauze, and the ice on the river has become stronger, which makes me feel the urge to walk in the street. Under the dim street lamp, I can clearly see small and dense snowflakes flying in the air. More like "falling sand" than snowflakes-snow sand, it feels really beautiful. The campus was also awakened by this sudden gift. Many students shouted their thanks for this wonderful gift on the balcony, and the number of people on the road gradually increased. They walked in the snow in twos and threes and felt the romantic atmosphere in the park. I look forward to seeing a lot of snow tomorrow ~
Although I can't see it, I'm glad to share it with you.
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10 It snowed in the morning. With the clear and cheerful cries of birds, I opened my sleepy eyes and looked out of the window. The world is white. I was so excited that I got up quickly and rushed out of the house.
It is still snowing outside. At first, it was just small snowflakes falling down, like delicate and lovely white flowers, and like pure and kind little angels falling from the sky and coming to the world. I held out my hand, hoping to see what it looked like with the help of a snowflake. I saw a snowflake "click" on my hand, but before I could take a look, it melted in my cold little hand. Ah! What a mysterious snowflake, the snow is getting bigger and bigger. Snowflakes fly everywhere like a dandelion with fluffy seeds, and they are free everywhere, flying in the wind like catkins and playing with their companions. It snowed even harder, like pieces of goose feathers falling, and fell to the ground with a "snapping" sound, and the ground was covered with a soft white blanket; Fall on the tree and cover the young tree with fluffy and shiny tree tops; Fall on children, add another fun to their childhood!
After a long time, the snow stopped I can't wait to open the window, take a breath of air and spit it out slowly. Really comfortable! The air purified by snow is fresher. Looking into the distance, the continuous mountains have changed from green to white snowy mountains, and the bridges in the distance are also covered with snow. Look around, it's all white The roof, ground and trees are covered with snow. From time to time, one or two snowflakes shake off from the trees, and the children begin to make snowmen on the lawn. Some naughty children are having a snowball fight and cars are struggling on the expressway. I know from a distance that it is not snow, because it has a faint fragrance. "
Ah! It's snowing, what a wonderful snow scene!
It snowed in junior high school 1 1 I remember the twelfth lunar month, and winter is like a blower that is in disrepair. The turbulent north wind is blowing endlessly, and everything around it seems to be frozen. Everywhere was covered with ice and snow, and no one dared to come out.
In the afternoon, the weather miraculously turned white and blue, and there were still a few clouds floating in the distant sky. The sun came out and made me warm and comfortable. I thought I could finally go home today.
I want to go home because I can see my grandfather, or more accurately, I can finally let my grandfather play with me. I have to go back every holiday, but I can't this time because it snows heavily and the road is blocked. I can't go back, so I have to wait here until the snow stops.
I didn't expect the old naive to give face and finally stopped, so I couldn't wait to go home, to my long-awaited home and to my long-awaited grandfather.
The journey home is bumpy, but I don't think so, because every step will get closer and closer to home. Because the journey was a little long, I didn't fall asleep last night, so I fell asleep in the car. I don't know how long I slept, but I was awakened by the ringing of my cell phone. As soon as I saw that the caller id was mom, I answered happily and said, "Mom, I'm home. I'll be right there. Wait. "
"Say that finish, I didn't hear any reply. I don't know what happened. I have a bad feeling in my heart. Later, I gradually heard crying. I am sad. I don't know why, but I began to cry. Later, I heard from my mother that my grandfather died.
My heart hurts like a broken heart, and I can't stop crying. I think back to the bits and pieces we were together. Now I can only cherish them as beautiful memories and never forget them. Looking up at the window, I don't know when it snows like goose feathers again. When I open the window, I can't feel the cold in winter. Maybe the news just now made my heart cold. Looking at the snow in the distance, I seem to see grandpa's kind face, and I am playing with sugar on his lap.
It snowed this morning, which is the first snow this winter.
When we were running, we were ecstatic and ran with snowflakes. The snow is getting heavier and heavier, but the students casually let these naughty elves fall on our noses, ears, heads and faces. It's cold, just as the students are tired from running, and the snow falling on them is very refreshing. We are all refreshed and keep running forward.
It snowed heavily until evening. After school, we flew out of the campus happily like birds. The snow is getting heavier and heavier. I walked west for a while, east for a while and looked around at the school gate. It was getting dark, and I stared anxiously ahead, thinking, "Alas! Today, what happened? Why hasn't grandma come yet? " Just when I was extremely anxious, suddenly, I saw a familiar figure in a red raincoat slowly coming towards me. "ah! Grandma's here! You are here at last! " I am so excited that my words are incoherent! I ran closer and saw that it was grandma. Grandma's raincoat was covered with snowflakes. I think grandma came late because of the snow! When I got home, I accidentally caught a glimpse of poplars standing by the road. Its branches are covered with snow. It is really "blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees"!
In the evening, I finished my homework and looked into the distance by the light. I see the eaves and windowsills are white, but the most striking thing is the lawn. The heavy snow covered the baby grass with a thick quilt. As the saying goes, "Xue Rui is a good year"! I thought to myself: Grass babies, under the care of Xue's mother, you will surely grow sturdily next year!
Ah, Xue, you are the messenger of winter. I love you, your innocence, your whiteness!
It's snowing 13 Wow! The roof sparkled like a thick layer of flour; The field is white, like a silver cotton-padded jacket; There is a white road at the left and right corners, as if two white edges were set in the middle of the road, which were covered with stone seeds of different sizes; Deciduous trees are covered with fluffy cotton strips. The colorful world turned white overnight.
Get up in the morning, through the screen window, wow! The roof sparkled like a thick layer of flour; The field is white, like a silver cotton-padded jacket; There is a white road at the left and right corners, as if two white edges were set in the middle of the road, which were covered with stone seeds of different sizes; Deciduous trees are covered with fluffy cotton strips. The colorful world turned white overnight.
After my sister and I enjoyed the snow scene, we went to have a snowball fight in the wild. I grabbed a handful of snow from the car and put it behind my back. Then I solemnly shouted, "Miss Miaomiao!" As soon as she turned around, I attacked her violently with snowballs. I didn't expect her to "bomb" me with snowballs without weakness. Fortunately, I dodged to the left and was not hit. I almost got hit by carelessness last time. I am more careful this time. I made some snowballs and put them in my hand first. Then, I ran to the back of the car, picked up a smaller snowball and "attacked" my little sister. Little sister doesn't know where I am, looking for me in the field. I shouted from behind the car: "I'm behind the car, only where you are ... ah!" " She knew where I was when I spoke. He threw me a snowball the size of a fist and hit me right in the chest. I gave a cry. Then I quickly picked up a big snowball and hit her back, and then ran upstairs to hide. In this way, a war without smoke is over.
The second snow in 20xx brought me endless fun.
Snow 14 is a symbol of purity. The white debris flying all over the sky crowded away the dust, the distant mountains were wrapped in silver, Songtao stopped roaring, and even the grinning rocks in front of the door disappeared from the past, leaving a clean and quiet world.
This is also a sign of cold. Whenever the hot air from my mouth turns into clouds of white fog and puts my mother's cotton-padded jacket on my upper body, maybe there will be snowflakes falling quietly.
That night, I walked dozens of miles in the snow to go to the hospital to ask for a doctor for my father. I rarely met pedestrians on the long road. The doctor listened to my illness, looked serious, prescribed a prescription and sent me back at once. I repeated the footprints when I came, and I can't remember how many times I fell and got up again. What fills the eardrum is the creaking footsteps under your feet and the sound of something running from the depths of the roadside Woods. From time to time, there were several owls' cries in the empty brain. There is only one thought in my heart. I want to take the injection home and inject it into my father's body to relieve his old man's illness.
Go back and forth in the yard to buy medicine for my father to accompany him to see a doctor. I also trudged in the snow late at night, but it was not as cold as that night. ...
I'm getting tired of snow and afraid of white.
At this time, I gradually understood why my father was hunched and wrinkled. I often feel sorry for my father's poor life and the livelihood of his family, and I often regret that I don't have much time to be with him, even when my life is dying.
I will take time to visit my mother. I can't transfer my regrets to my father. I buy some fruit biscuits every once in a while and go home to chat with my mother. When I hear my mother coughing, I will go to the clinic to buy some medicine. In order to cure my mother's intractable cough, I made some Chinese medicine friends, and my mother's cough is still there.
It's snowing 15 The messenger of spring is the tender grass in bud; The messenger of summer is a lush forest; The messenger of autumn is the fruit of the garden; The messenger of winter is silver beads flying all over the sky. I like this beautiful snowflake.
This morning, white and flawless little snowflakes danced in the air like beautiful jade butterflies. More and more snowflakes are flying all over the sky Like smoke, like fog, like scattered jade, like rouge knocked over by Chang 'e, they kissed my face and decorated the whole campus with silver. The trees on campus are not winter plums, but they are full of silver flowers; The classroom is not white, but wearing a silvery white hat. Everything in the snow is like a cloud. The fluffy and shiny snowflake girl weaves a white and soft carpet for Mother Earth. The students are having a good time on it.
Look, those three students are making a snowman. First, they roll two snowballs of different sizes, the big one on the bottom and the small one on the top. I saw that they used two carrots to make eyes on their faces, pressed snowballs with black mud several times, painted noses and mouths on the snowman's head, and then inserted branches on both sides of the snowman's body. Finally, put the iron bucket on the snowman's head to make a hat. So you can make a snowman.
There are snowmen and snowball fights. Look how hard they fight! When you were unprepared, an attack suddenly came. You see, that classmate attacked his opponent head-on, while another man threw a piece of snow on his head while his opponent was unprepared. The attacked classmate looks like an old man with white hair.
Snow is really interesting!
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