A composition describing the first snow

Five compositions describing the first snow

The first snow in 2022 came quietly when the north wind roared and people put on thick coats. The following is my composition describing the first snow, I hope you like it!

Composition describing the first snow 1 Get up in the morning and push the door open. I saw snowflakes flying all over the sky, and the world was white. This is the first heavy snow in 20 years. But I still came back late.

As early as a week ago, the weather forecast predicted that there would be moderate to heavy snow in Zhengzhou this Tuesday. We are full of expectations for this. At noon on Tuesday, the north wind of Grade 4 or 5 began to blow, and the weather plummeted by MINUS 4 or 5 degrees. It was dry and cold, but it was disappointing that there was no snow falling. Wednesday is another day, but it still doesn't snow. At this time, I am looking forward to a heavy snow. If there was a heavy snow, I might not be so dry and there would not be so many sick people. Now every school can't go to school because of illness, and even I can't escape the entanglement of illness. In fact, the taste of a cold is really uncomfortable, not to mention children? Some netizens teased: What about the heavy snow? We agreed to come to Zhengzhou on Wednesday. How can you break the contract? Others say: it may not snow if it is forecasted. Heavy snow means about snow, medium snow, that is, a few pieces of snow at noon, which is unlikely. Light snow means careful snow, which is basically impossible. Snow showers just don't know where it snows. It's fun to tease, but we really hope that Snow Girl can come earlier.

It's snowing heavily. I got up early for work, thinking that I can't ride so fast today. It's better to ride slowly and enjoy the beautiful snow while ensuring my personal safety. Snowflakes all over the sky dance with the wind, like little angels falling with the wind. They play in the air quickly, rotate freely, slip through my nose for a while, slip into my collar for a while, melt instantly, leaving a trace of coolness.

The house, branches and grass are covered with a thick blanket. Many pedestrians are armed to the teeth, some people creak on the snow, and people riding electric cars will spread their feet carefully, as if they are ready to escape at any time. Drivers change their arrogance and drive at a high speed, which is particularly elegant.

After Dongfeng Road Primary School, I saw teachers cleaning the snow at the gate and on both sides of the campus road. When I came to school, I saw that the janitor and teachers had cleared the snow on the road. I heard from the headmaster that teacher Xin Wei of our school cleaned the school all day while we were resting at home, and without saying anything, her shoes got wet. Seeing this scene, I feel warm and moved. I am also proud of having such colleagues in our school.

In my long-term expectation, the first snow of this winter has finally come.

It began to snow in the morning. A gray day, just like the lid of a big box suddenly opened, poured down many glistening snowflakes. Snowflakes falling to the ground immediately melted into crystal clear "little gems". The snow in the morning, falling a little fast, falls in people's footsteps, in the horn of the car, and on the fast-rotating chain of the bicycle. Even umbrellas can't seem to stop snowflakes. Nature seems to be a natural super-large humidifier with a fresh feeling.

During recess, the more it snows, the happier it gets. Snowflakes in the sky seem to gather together as if they heard the bell, like cotton clouds and dandelion balls. In the distance, snow seems to be steamed into water mist, while in the vicinity, it seems to be melted into water droplets. Snowflakes fly, fly, float, turn and turn. Snowflakes float on the face, hands and nose, soft, slippery and cool.

Snowflakes are flying in the air, and happy children are dancing in the snow. The whole campus is steaming everywhere.

After school at noon, a thick layer of snow accumulated on the ground, and the snow was still falling in a large area. Campus, roads and roofs are covered with white, thick and soft carpets; Willow put on a white cotton-padded jacket, and pine and cypress look greener. On the way to school, my foot stepped on the snow and made a squeaking sound, just like the beautiful melody played by the piano. In the vast white, there are mottled branches, lines outlined by fences, and occasionally black from the uneven flat grass, which makes the snow scene more layered, like black and white ink painting.

The next day, the snow stopped, the wind stopped and the sun came out. On my way to school, I walked a long way on tire tracks. Looking back, the beautiful arc drawn on the white earth shines brightly under the sunshine.

This is the first snow here this winter.

On February 28th, 65438, our children in the southwest were "boiling" at noon, because it was said that it had snowed for decades! But the snow stopped for a while and I was really disappointed!

On the morning of the 29th, when I woke up, my grandma told me that it snowed last night! I ran to the window and looked out. Wow! The roofs, treetops, meadows and roofs are all covered with snow. What a beautiful snow-covered world!

When we walked into the campus, everyone went crazy. There is much more snow on campus than outside. After cleaning the classroom, we followed the teacher downstairs and enjoyed the snow on campus. Some students are knocking on the snow with brooms, branches and sticks; Others are shaking the trunk hard and shaking the snow down. The fluttering snowflakes dance like white butterflies.

We first observed the street lamps. The street lamp stood there like a clown in a snow hat. Then we observed all kinds of trees. Ginkgo trees, begonia trees and fir trees are all covered with a white gauze dress, which is also like "pear blossoms". It is really "like a strong wind in spring, which blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees." Red plum trees also put on white cotton-padded clothes, and red buds emerged from the "cotton-padded clothes", just like shy little girls, beautiful!

We are still playing with snow after enjoying it! Many people are eating snow. I also made snowballs and hit Xiaowen and Gao Xiao. Xiaowan threw the snow on Mr. Geng's head, and Mr. Geng also grabbed a handful of snow and threw it at Xiaowan, taking revenge! We are playing and having fun. Everyone is very excited and happy!

We took the washbasin, put the accumulated snow in it and took it back to the classroom. Teacher Geng made a snowman with the snow we brought back, and inserted a piece of red chalk to make a nose. Although a little ugly, it was made by the first snow in 20 years and the first snowman we made.

It snowed so much today, it's so fun! I hope there will be more snow tomorrow than today, as the saying goes-"Snow will bring a good harvest"!

This is the first snow in 20 years, and it is also the first time I saw snow in Chengdu. It left us a lot of happy and wonderful childhood!

The first snow this winter has come. It's so beautiful. This is very unusual in our southern town.

In a daze, I was awakened by my mother, who told me it was snowing. When I got dressed, I saw white snow floating outside the window, as big as goose feathers and so white, which filled the world with dreams. Suddenly, the world became white, pure and beautiful. The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the snowflake looks like a pompon, which is particularly dazzling. When the north wind blows, the jade-like snow flies in the air like a butterfly, which is really fascinating. They can be seen on the roofs and treetops, like elves in white clothes, playing naughtily and leaving their traces. Snowflakes keep falling on the ground and melt so fast. At the moment of falling, they turned into small ice crystals, which were densely distributed on them, while a small amount of snow turned into water and poured into small puddles happily, which could be seen everywhere. The snow is still falling, and the mountains in the distance are covered with a thin "shadow", and the dark green is looming in the snow.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and it slips on the window from time to time, leaving a pale white figure. The snow at this time is as white as jade. Is it General Xiaotian sent by the Heavenly Palace or the jade leaf falling from the laurel tree in the Moon Palace? Snowflakes are like beautiful jade butterflies, dancing with ecstasy; Like a dandelion blown off; Like flying; Like a little white flower given by an angel; Scattering and gathering, fluttering and gently Ying Ying are masterpieces of heaven and earth! I saw that the snow in front of me fell under the eaves for a while, fell on the branches for a while, and floated on the faces of pedestrians from time to time, which was cool.

I opened the window and held out my hand. Snowflakes floated in my palm. Yes, the snow was spinning outside the window and my hand touched it. It is as dense as catkins in spring, but much more delicate and light than catkins. The cold wind is still cold, but the snowflakes are flying, clean as crystal and moist as jasper. Snowflakes are flying densely, weaving into a brocade, smooth as water and light as cicada wings. It rotates and jumps with the high wind, making people seem to hear light dance steps, swaying footsteps and ringing bells. Snow accumulated on the leaves, loosely accumulated, although not much, but beautiful. Snow is still flying like this, flying in the air, causing transparent ripples.

The snow gradually thinned out and disappeared. A ray of sunshine leaked down and shone on the ground, shining with transparent brilliance.

I have never thought about this question, but I seem to have been thinking-if you meet him next year, will you recognize him at a glance in the vast sea of people?

Ever since I accidentally stepped into that forest, a wisp of sadness has haunted my heart in the thin fog. I can't help thinking of you, but thinking of you reminds me of your silent sigh. You poured out your heart with rain. Now, just for the sake of sacrifice, mourning and courage to embark on a long road of life, I walk in the cold alley full of catkins in spring. It seems that people who have gone far are still in the world of mortals, still by your side, and have never gone far.

However, at the beginning of the dead of night, beside the ruins, under the moonlight, I can always catch a glimpse of the lonely lamp in front of your window, and your blurred eyes under the lonely lamp. I only said that there is not only a bright moon and green hills that remain unchanged, but also an eternal heart that has never been contaminated with dust. This world of mortals is heartbreaking, not only because there are differences, but also because there is a world of mortals, a world of death, hopeless waiting, and the expectation of wearing autumn water. People who know that they are pregnant will hold back from crying, and they will cry in the dead of night, but it is difficult to stop the other person from mourning and crying, as if all they need to do is lie, and a lie is like a glass of wine. Others are not drunk, but they are feasting.

I know that no one wants to associate with loneliness. I want to turn around in the rainy cold leaves. I want to stand in front of a lonely lamp and a wisp of spring smoke and stare. You are also a human being and have secular desires, but when will this loneliness and sadness disappear and be contained? It will be like a rainy morning and a snowy afternoon: like every year, people are always waiting for the first snow in winter and always want to see the majestic, chic and covered with snow on the street corner.

Are you looking forward to that day?

However, why have I been by your side for so many years, but I haven't heard a complaint from you? A little sorry, not disappointed? Have you really never been lonely? Is there a saying that "Puwei is as tough as silk, and the rock has no transfer"? Su Shi has a poem, "Ten years of life and death are two boundless, if you don't consider it, you will forget it, and there is nowhere to be sad in the lonely grave." Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, is dressed up, care for silence, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that every year there will be heartbroken, moonlit and short matsuoka. "Is this true? In the next life, if you meet him, will you recognize him at a glance in the vast sea of people?