Poems about the excitement in winter

The best thing is that it snows a little.

Look, the dwarf pine on the mountain is getting darker and darker, with a bun of white flowers on the top of the tree, like a Japanese nurse. The top of the mountain is all white, and a silver edge is set on the blue sky.

On the hillside, the snow is thicker in some places, and the grass color is still exposed in some places; In this way, one is white, the other is dark yellow, and the mountains are dressed in a floral dress with water patterns; Looking at it, this floral dress seems to be blown by the wind, which makes you want to see a little more beautiful mountain skin. When the sun sets, the yellowish sun shines obliquely on the mountainside, and Bo Xue seems to be suddenly shy and slightly pink.

just a light snow. Jinan can't stand heavy snow. Those hills are too delicate. Winter is coming, the cold current is coming, the goose feather-like snow is flying all over the sky, and the whole world is wearing a white coat.

After seeing off the autumn when the crops are abundant, the winter when snowflakes are flying has finally arrived. It snowed, and pieces of snowflakes fell from the sky. In a short time, the ground, trees and roofs turned white.

The morning in spring is warm, the morning in summer is warm, and the morning in autumn is quiet. What about winter? It was just dawn, and I was 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's like a naughty child, fleeing to the east for a while, and to the west for a while ... The cold wind growled, and with its thick fingers, it arbitrarily scratched the hair of pedestrians and stabbed the skin of pedestrians like needles. Pedestrians are so helpless that they have to buckle their winter clothes tightly, put their hands in their pockets, shrink their necks and act quickly.

On the other hand, the pines and cypresses on both sides of the road are standing in high spirits, proudly facing the wind, frost, rain and snow, inspiring people to move forward bravely. The shops in the street have opened one after another.

I can't afford to enjoy the dazzling array of goods, nor can I afford to taste the mouth-watering food, so I can speed up my pace and go to school to find the winter morning. As the sun rises, the gray fog seems to keep rolling. I vaguely see the heads on the playground: one, two, three ... The playground is getting lively.

Look, there comes an old teacher. Several Young Pioneers are saluting him. The old teacher is smiling and nodding ... There are four seasons in a year, and each season has different scenery, and I like the magnificent scenery when it snows in winter best. In winter, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm with heavy snow, and to a crystal clear fairy tale world.

the fragrance of pine and the ice fragrance of snow give people a cool and shining comfort. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, and even my heart is purifying, becoming pure and beautiful.

The snow in the evening is deeply cut, as if there are countless emotions, and it is as turbulent as sea water, which can drown everything, and there is still a sense of nudity like uncovering the head and exposing the tail. Snowflakes are colorful and crystal-clear, like soldiers who go to war, wearing silver armor, and like pieces of white sails sailing ... The scenery in the snow is magnificent, and there is only one piece of silver between heaven and earth, as if the whole world is decorated with silver.

after the snow, the world is decorated with continuous white snow, with delicate branches and jade leaves, and the colors are bright and colorful, which is really a gratifying scene of abundant snow. I love snow, I love snow scenes, and I love winter more.

winter is the annual ring of the soul. Although it is very cold in winter, it has incomparable warmth and hope.

as soon as autumn is over, it will be winter. Winter is the coldest season among the four seasons.

winter hasn't arrived yet, but it's already freezing. The trees are swaying in the wind, and the minimum temperature has dropped to below zero.

I slept in bed at night and heard the wind whistling outside, like a tiger roaring. The strong wind made the windows of my house thump, which made it difficult for the old people to sleep.

that noise is loud enough to wake up the sleeping people. I also couldn't sleep for a long time, quietly listening to the wind that roars like a tiger ... It was a long time before I fell asleep in a daze.

when I got up in the morning, I went outside the house, and the wind was still blowing, with no intention of abating. The wind is so strong that it almost blows me down that I can hardly stand.

at this time, my clothes have become a big fat man. Although I wear so much and so thick, the wind still keeps drilling into my body.

At this time, I saw that all the pedestrians on the road took out all kinds of weapons to resist the cold, such as cotton-padded clothes, cotton-padded coats, down jackets, scarves and hats ... But some people were still saying, "It's freezing, it's freezing!" It's already so cold before winter comes. If winter really comes, I don't know how cold it will be! It may freeze people to death. I always feel bored at home alone, so I go out for a walk with my grandmother. Out of the door, I can't help but take a breath of the air after the rain. The air is so fresh.

I saw that the thorn tree flower that bloomed brilliantly last week was scared by the cold wind, and the thorn of the wild rose in the community was not as strong as before. As soon as I pressed the thorn, it fell, and the pink petals also fell. On the flower bed, pieces of dead leaves fell on it, and after the rain, they became bowls of sweet spring water.

Walking on Wutong Road, pieces of Wutong leaves were piled on the ground, and the north wind blew. They scampered to the road like a group of naughty and lovely little people, and the north wind jumped around in my clothes. Several cypress trees beside the 576 station are still standing without fear. They are so strong and straight.

There are several chrysanthemums beside the school gate, which seems to add some vitality to the deserted campus. Several children are playing around the pool on campus, and the old people are sitting by the pool in groups of three, talking about the past and the present.

the water waves are rippling, reflecting the lights around. 2. Poems describing the cold winter

It's sad and windy, and it's snowing day by day. There is no hope, but when the eyes are clean

Jin Tao Yuanming's

Snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as seats, and they blow off XuanYuantai

Tang Li Bai's

Six flying flowers come into the house, and sit and watch the green bamboo turn into a lovely branch

Tang Pian's < to snow. A boat on the river, a fisherman in his bagworm moths; Fishing alone, not afraid of snow and ice attack.

Tang Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue

only then did he see that the ridge was covered with clouds, and it was already shocking that the rock was snowing like dust. There are thousands of bamboos and stones in a thousand peaks, and thousands of trees and pines in ten thousand clouds

South Qin Xue by Tang Yuan Zhen

Snow in the deep stream is hard to bear, but there are no clouds in the frozen mountains

Snow Hope by Qing Hong Sheng

There are thousands of selfless jade in the mountains and rivers

Snow by Yuan Huang Geng

. Ten thousand snow peaks and clear skies

Winter Returning to the Old Mountain by Tang Li Bai

Hope to adopt,,, 3. Describe a poem about winter

Autumn wind can't blow through Weishui

Passers-by cross the river to become crucian carp

Who is a fallen leaf at the corner of Qingshan Lane

Loneliness in eyes turns yellow gradually

Is it really a good medicine

Everyone knows that love will hurt except bitter taste

You laugh at me shallowly, and I am at a loss

Hundreds of boring poems are about this. Breaking down

half a tree root can't tell those many vows

geese fly from the north to the south

the water in the cold pool is thin and the night is hard to sleep

what you may get when you leave in summer

what you may get will eventually be lost

Maybe the past will be over before it is too late in winter

I stand with my collar down and leave

I just died in the wind and dust, like an alley

Once. P > Winter comes suddenly. The gorgeous sunshine a few days ago tickled people's faces. The peaks splashed with red and yellow colors set off the blue sky, which was very beautiful.

The girls in the small town are still in full bloom with youthful fashion, but winter has come in an irreversible manner. In a few gloomy days, the footsteps in winter soon reached the door.

The bustling city seems to be frozen in an instant, with fewer and fewer cyclists. Pedestrians are walking with their hands in their pockets, their heads down with their chins in their mouths, and the usually spacious tourist bus is suddenly packed with people wrapped up. The tall French phoenix trees on both sides of the street are stripped of glistening skin.

When some leaves in the street were swollen by the deep red color of the rain, they hung silently on the branches. Next to the bus shelter, a couple hugged each other gently. The girl's hands were quietly inserted in the boy's cotton-padded pockets. The boy stood with his back firmly against the chilly north wind. The winter night was dark and long. Even on the busy street, people were pulling faces at each other.

passing cars divide people back and forth, and the short distance is the torrent of steel separated by cold machinery. There is no festive atmosphere in the city where hundreds of thousands of residents are hiding.

On the contrary, there is something bleak behind everyone. Luxurious streets are paved with bright and clean tiles, and flashing neon lights show off the beauty of modern cities to people coming and going, while beggars lying or lying on the cold steps in dark corners seem to talk to people in a hurry.

The winter morning is beautiful. Don't believe it, please look-every morning when I open the door and go out, the biting cold wind blows and comes at me from time to time. And, occasionally, naughty little snowflakes fall like dancing.

There are all kinds of hexagonal snowflakes: some are like silver needles, some are like fallen leaves, and some are like scraps of paper ... They are really beautiful. Fell to the ground, as if to spread a thick blanket on the ground; Fell on the tree, like wearing silver; It landed on the car, just like a fresh cream cake.

this beautiful snow scene makes people immerse themselves in fresh air. Everywhere is wrapped in silver, which is beautiful.

However, what makes people feel the smell of winter at home is the ice flowers on the windows, some of which are like forests and full of mystery. Some are like streams, as if flowing quietly; Some are like Santa Claus, as if to give gifts to people … Miss Winter is really ingenious! In the club, it is crowded and very lively. People are wearing thick cotton-padded clothes, like cotton bags.

They do morning exercises with beautiful music. The artificial lake was covered with a thick layer of ice, and some naughty little students were playing around on the lake, and there were bursts of laughter from time to time.

... in winter, it's very cold. To tell the truth, I don't want it to come, but when it comes, I have a strange feeling.

Ah, I love winter, because, in winter, "a strong grass grows with a strong wind", and I love its character. 5. The sentences describing winter

come from the Internet and members' contributions. (Dong Sigong: "Shou Sui")

5. Sound the autumn wind, buy wine and fly the winter snow. (Wei Wang: "Four Qi Poems")

6. When the dead of winter comes. (Du Fu.

"Good Words and Sentences Describing Winter in Composition" is an excellent "primary school composition material" collected by the knowledge treasure house.

winter hate-lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glacier dreams.

A good sentence in winter: "Plum")

7. I don't know that the recent spray starts first, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after winter snow. (Zhang Wei: "Early Plum")

8. Children are noisy in winter school, but according to the shore, they are stupid but precious. (Lu You: "Autumn in the Suburb")

9. Every winter solstice in Handan Post Office, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the lamp. Bai Juyi, the sun seems to be afraid of the cold. It slips from east to west, and all the flowers are gone. The sky here is always gloomy and gray with goose feathers and heavy snow. The north wind is screaming and the ice and snow are dripping into ice. Yushu Yinhua

It's freezing in the cold, the wind is biting, the snow is flying and the snow is flying for thousands of miles.

Chimonanthus wintersweet is in full bloom, pine and cypress are proud.

Winter snow-is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

winter plum-it's not a bitter cold, but the year will grow tomorrow.

winter scenery-the shore is ready for la Jiang Shu Liu, and the mountain is eager to blossom when it is cold.

winter night-it's all collected at the age of 2, and the copyright of the article belongs to the original author. Please use it after confirming the legal authorization of the author. (Chen Yi, the cloth broke the winter and was not redeemed: Four Seasons)

3. The neighbors in the south are more memorable, and the winter solstice brings spring again, shooting the wolves at the end, and the snow is as light as a horseshoe: The storm blows on October 28th)

4. Winter is the best night to promote, looking northwest, for reference and study only, and the winter night is * * * severe. (Lu You: Little Arrival)

11. Winter:

1. for example, this winter, held west of the gate. (Du Fu: "The Car Shop")'

2. In autumn, Mat Yun, Dongling Xiu Han Song. (Tao Yuanming.

winter wind-fluttering snow in the distant sky, whispering to dry the travel smoke.

in winter-amber Zhuhai sticks to snow, and palm broom sweeps the clouds.

winter thinking —— when you are cold, you will know the cypress and then die.

winter hunting-holding a bow like a full moon: "Missing Home at Night on the Winter Solstice")

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winter worries-where is the home of the Qinling Mountains? Snow holds the blue horse back.

A trip in winter-the grass withers away the eagle's eye disease, and the plum blossoms get rid of the nose fragrance. 6. Modern poems about winter

1. Winter night

Author: Xin Di

sits in front of a flaming stove,

The luster of wood makes me say a shy face;

stroking the faded satin,

the black cat whispered.

The blinds put in the fresh night air,

The stars are close under the pillars of the promenade;

I miss the dust outside the warmth.

How many pedestrians are hit by the louder sound tonight.

2, the happiness of snowflakes

Author: Xu Zhimo

If I were a snowflake,

I would definitely know my direction-

fly, fly, fly,-

There are some on the ground.

Juanjuan's dancing in mid-air,

recognizing the quiet residence,

waiting for her to visit in the garden-

flying, flying,-

Ah, she smells of cinnabar plum!

At that time, I clung to her skirt

and was close to her gentle heart-

dissolving, dissolving, dissolving-

melting into her gentle heart!

3, in the snow

Author: Feng Zhi

Thank God for drawing such a picture,

on this lonely road.