Snow scene composition

In our ordinary daily life, we all often see compositions. With the help of compositions, we can vent our emotions and regulate our mood. I believe many people will find it difficult to write essays. Here are the essays about snow scenes that I have collected for you. I hope they will be helpful to you. Essay on Snow Scene 1

The snow is like a beautiful little girl wearing a white dance dress dancing in the air, like goose feathers, like catkins, like locust petals, fluttering all over the sky. At a quick glance, she is as light as smoke, as white as silver, as moist as jade, one by one, floating to the left, swooping to the right, and suddenly falling down. It makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Snow is like a magician, look! The big trees are still covered with edelweiss; the ground is covered with a thick blanket of edelweiss. At this time, the children put on colorful clothes and walked out of the house one after another, playing on the snow-velvet blanket, just like the snow-velvet blanket was full of flowers.

A large sea of ??brilliant flowers appeared in front of them. Like a dream, a poem, and a painting, it brings us into a fairy tale world.

I have a pair of invisible wings and fly in this white world! ah! I seemed to be dancing with the snow, singing with the wind, and playing hide-and-seek with the snow.

The white snow is like small silver beads, like light raindrops, like willow catkins and poplar flowers. They hang up the white sky for us with snow lotus. Small snowflakes, as bright and white as little paratroopers, fell from the sky.

The snow stopped, and the sun showed half of its face, giving the clouds a golden edge. What a beautiful picture! Essay on Snow Scenery 2

Last night, Sister Snow came to our hometown quietly. She brought a white blanket, which fell to the ground, and the whole world turned white.

This morning, my sister and I went downstairs to play and saw that the ground, trees, and roofs were all white. It was such a scene covered in silver!

My sister and I played "snowball fights" first, but after playing for a while, my hands were cold and numb. I felt a little tired, but as soon as I yawned, I was flying over. The snowball hit the target, and when I saw it, my sister was covering her mouth and laughing secretly! I was very angry, so I grabbed a handful of snow and threw it at my sister. As a result, my sister ran too fast and I missed her.

Suddenly, we saw some small animals made of snow on the wall, which looked very beautiful! So we also made animals out of snow. I made two flying dragons, and my sister made two little white rabbits and a little white cat! We looked at what we had made and it was so beautiful!

Just when we were having fun, we suddenly heard our mother telling us to go home, so we had no choice but to go home, but we didn’t have fun at all!

I love this late snow! Essay on Snow Scenery 3

The first snow in 20xx has already arrived unknowingly. Counting on the count, this is probably the fifth snow this year.

Sitting in front of the window, watching the snowflakes falling lightly, it feels like I haven’t seen it for a long time. Jiangnan rarely has such snow, so heavy, and so frequent. Indeed, it is rare to see such a scene of "thousands of pear trees in bloom" in Jiangnan.

This year’s snow seems to have become more fickle. Sometimes it falls like goose feathers, sometimes it falls on the ground like spring rain, and sometimes it blows like a thin willow. People's faces.

Zhu Ziqing once said that snow is the soul of rain.

But I don’t completely agree with Mr. Zhu Ziqing’s point of view. Although snow has the heart of water like rain, they have completely different spiritual essences. Rain is heavy and bears all the pressure. But snow is completely different. It can change its shape according to its own preferences, thereby reducing its own pressure. The snow is so light and free, which makes me envious.

Snow, for lonely people, may only bring deeper loneliness and sadness; for optimistic people, it can give greater joy.

For me, Xue is a friend, a long-lost friend, a close friend who is always worth cherishing

A confidant whom I can talk to, no matter whether I am happy or not, no matter how many worries I have, I can talk to him.

He will listen to everything with his snow-white heart, and tolerate my stubbornness, selfishness, and arrogance with his flawless mind...

The snow I have not seen for a long time, the pure white snow elf. Composition 4 about Snow Scenery

Snow, I love you, your flawlessness, your whiteness, and your naughtyness. You are a small speck in the sky, nourishing the crops and fields. You are a piece of snow. White cloth, put a white coat on the earth. You are a happy atmosphere, making the children feel happy and relieved.

There are about 20,000 kinds of snowflakes in various shapes. Some of them are as magnificent as hexagons, and some are like naughty elves that only burrow into your hair and collar. The snowflakes danced happily on the ground, as if showing off themselves: "How beautiful I am!"

The sky is white, the ground is white, and the snowflakes are white. Facing such a world covered in silver, I couldn't help feeling a little happy, so I integrated into this white world with the mood of walking on the snow to enjoy the winter.

The house was covered in a white suit, the branches were dressed like beautiful white corals, and the ground was covered with a long white carpet. So pure, so crystal clear, the university turned thousands of miles of mountains and rivers into A world of pink makeup and jade. Soon, the sun came out and the snow melted, so the house, branches and the earth all cried sadly, leaving tears. The biggest benefit of snow is that it brings good harvests to agricultural production.

Ah! Bai Xue, your heart is so pure. We will never forget your beauty, let alone your contribution to mankind. Essay on Snow Scenery 5

On January 18, 20xx, it snowed in our city, with almost no rain or snow. This was the first snowfall on New Year's Day in 20xx, and it was falling a lot...I was playing in the house, not knowing it was snowing outside, and I didn't care about the windows. The snow is getting heavier and heavier. Why do I feel a little cold? When I looked up, I saw snowflakes flying all over the sky, and there were still traces of snow on the windows. As if I were a snowflake flying in the air! So beautiful!

I quickly brought the ruler and base board and picked up a lot of small snowflakes. I looked at them and they looked strange and varied, nothing repetitive. I came to the sky level, and the tall trees and chairs were covered with snowflakes. The snowflakes changed from falling fingernails to fluffy snow. I stood in front of the window, like a fairyland in a fairy tale. I leaned out the window and watched it slowly melt. So cool~the snow is as white as goose feathers.

At night, the street lights on the roadside reflected the snowflakes red. Trees, roofs, chairs. Snowflakes sparkle. I like white snowflakes. Although the life of a snowflake is only a short period of time in the process of falling from the sky, it leaves us with a lot of daydreams...

The first snow of this year made me very excited and left me with a lot of good things. memories. Essay on Snow Scenery 6

"The scenery of the North is covered with ice for thousands of miles and snow drifting for thousands of miles..." When I opened the curtains in the morning, what I saw were the layers of snow that looked like sugar!

That snow is so beautiful! I put on my clothes as quickly as possible to enjoy the beauty that nature has given us. Walking on the path in the forest, looking at the snowy scenery in the distance, I was immediately fascinated by the scenery. The snow in front of me was so diverse: every snowflake was like countless elves falling from the sky and covering the earth. The carpets were removed and the dealer was covered with a thick quilt; Miss Winter wandered around to give the animals a stable home. The rain and snow hit the roof, playing a symphony of "tick tock"...

< p> I couldn't help but reach out and catch a few snowflakes. They were cool, crystal clear, shining, and white. I couldn't help but want to catch him, but after a while she shyly hid between my fingers and melted. Such snowflakes are really hard to put down.

The snow became lighter. I stuck out my tongue and licked it. It tasted like ice cream, so good.

Dad found props and built a snowman. I couldn’t help but join in. First, I rolled an extra large snowball, which was both round and big. Then roll a slightly smaller snowball to make the snowman's head, use dried red dates as "glasses", then use carrots as the nose, and finally put on a scarf. A vivid snowman is completed!

I looked at the snowman I had built, admiring the beautiful scenery, and felt an indescribable excitement in my heart.

This is the first snow of the year, auspicious snow heralds a good harvest! This kind of snow falls just right! Composition 7 on Snow Scenery

"Thousands of miles of ice cover, thousands of miles of snow drifting", and "auspicious snow heralds a good year".

Today finally ushered in the first heavy snowfall in XX.

After class, we ran out of the classroom and found that the earth was covered in silver and pure white. Sometimes the snowflakes are like naughty elves falling on my nose, making me laugh; sometimes they are like little dancers dancing around me; sometimes they are like naughty little boys happily playing hide and seek with me. The snow still fell on the ground, covering the grass with thick quilts and the big trees with white cotton clothes. We happily had snowball fights on the snow and built snow forts ------

The snow is also ruthless. I remember that southern my country suffered a huge snowstorm last winter. Because of the snowstorm, the railways were damaged, planes could not take off, the TV towers were crushed, and mobile phones were disabled - the south lost contact with the outside world.

Snow is like our personality, sometimes happy, sometimes sad and angry. It brings health to people when I am happy, and brings disaster to people when I am sad and angry, but I still like the white elf - Snow. Essay on Snow Scenery 8

There was a heavy snowfall on January 4, 20xx. As soon as I got up in the morning, I went to the balcony of our house to watch the snow. I won't go to school today, I want to observe the snow. The snow was floating randomly on the ground, on various cars, and on the houses. There was snow everywhere. There were very few people outside, and the pedestrians who came out all held umbrellas. The snow is flying in the air, like fluff, so beautiful! Ah, I think it would be great to go out and play! The snow scene is so beautiful, I think the road must be very slippery. The trees have turned into white trees, so beautiful! There are many people's footprints left on the snow, and the birds stepping on the snow on the roof also leave many footprints.

After a while, I really wanted to go out and play. I yelled at my mother and said I wanted to go out and play. Mom agreed. When we went out, my mother put on gloves, hats, and masks for my brother and me. We went downstairs and felt so cold as soon as we got outside! The wind was very strong, and the snow drifted onto my face. We came to the community and we saw a very beautiful snowman. My mother took a photo of my brother and me. At this time, my good friends also came. I had a snowball fight with them and had a lot of fun! Suddenly I heard crying. It turned out that I accidentally hit my brother's face with a snowball. The younger brother cried and looked for his mother. The mother patted the snow on his younger brother with her hand, and then the younger brother played happily again.

After a while, the snow was still falling, and my mother said: "We are all wet, let's go home!" I left this beautiful snow field reluctantly! Composition 9 about Snow Scenery

The snow fell quietly all night, bringing whiteness and coldness from heaven to the world.

After I got up in the morning, I couldn’t wait to look out the window. Wow! The whole earth has been covered with silver, and it is a vast expanse of white.

After breakfast, I came downstairs. When my feet touched the snow, I immediately felt the softness of the soles of my feet, and they kept making creaking sounds as I took steps. I grabbed a handful of snow and felt it was white and cool, so cute.

Due to the snow, the road has become slippery, so vehicles and pedestrians are walking carefully. Through the car window, I saw that the buildings, trees, and lawns on the roadside seemed to be wearing thick cotton jackets.

When I came to school, I found that the entire campus was also covered with snow. But in the snow leading to the teaching building, a caring path cleared by the security uncles is particularly conspicuous.

The last class in the morning was physical education. Teacher Li took us to the playground to roll snowballs and have snowball fights. Soon, the playground turned into a sea of ??joy, and our laughter echoed over the school for a long time...

Snow, it not only makes the world white and beautiful, but also brings us endless joy. Happy! Essay on Snow Scenery 10

"It's snowing!" Mom shouted. I stuck my head out and looked out the window: "Where, where! It's not falling?" My mother said, "Look at that, isn't it?" I looked carefully: "There's only a little bit." I suddenly lost interest. As soon as the words fell, a strong wind blew by, and Xue was like a naughty child. He was playing hide and seek with us just now, but now he jumped out. "It's snowing heavily!" I shouted out the window.

Some people heard this and opened their windows to enjoy the snow scene. They took pictures and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful!" I felt the same way. Those snowflakes fell like balls of cotton wool. After a while, the snowflakes fell on the car, on the trees and on the grass. The flowers on the flowers...are all covered with a thick layer of snow.

I couldn't help it anymore and said to my mother: "Let's go down and play in the snow!" My mother replied readily: "Okay! Let's go change clothes!" After 5 minutes of preparation, we both dressed up. Armed and ready to go. When we got to the stairs, my mother said, "You look like a little snowman!" I laughed. When we got downstairs, there was a sheet of white snow, which reminded people of a poem in "Song of White Snow to Send Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital" written by the ancient poet Cen Shen: Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear blossoms bloomed on the trees.

The snow has stopped, but the surroundings are still white. The beautiful snow scene adds vitality to this winter and brings endless joy to children and adults! Essay on Snow Scenery 11

It’s snowing, and the hexagonal snowflakes, like goose feathers and catkins, are flying from the sky to the earth. These angels sent by God to the world are so pure and crystal clear. , they brought their lingering feelings to the human world and the earth with their ice muscles, jade bones, clean bodies and jade souls.

The first snow this year has wrapped the earth in a soft and pure winter coat, and the whole world has become lighter. The snow covered the roofs, the road broke the branches, concealed the appearance of various objects, blocked the roads and traffic, and the flying snowflakes made the sky and the earth merge into one. I stood quietly in the flying silver snow, letting the white elf kiss my cheek and get into my arms. ah! How beautiful, how pure and elegant! I couldn't help but step into the mountains carved out of ice and jade, and looked around. The mountains all around seemed to be carved out of silver and jade. The trees all over the mountains stood upright in the cold wind. They were thick, thin, tall, short, and densely packed. The snow on the evergreen leaves in mid-term is piled up roundly due to the leaves, and from a distance it looks like it is full of white camellias; while the snow flakes on the orange trees lie there to prevent them from falling, which is different from the plum blossoms in bloom in the early days. Pear blossoms are similar.

The snow stopped, and the sun shone on the earth again. A gust of wind blew by, blowing up the pine and snow on the ground, flying in the blue sky, and the sunshine made it more crystal clear. At this time, I felt that the snow was using this last time to show all its last beauty, and then slowly passed away, turning into water to nourish the earth. Essay on Snow Scenery 12

The scenery on the hills in winter is the most beautiful. The whole hill seemed to be wearing a new hat, white and green, really beautiful.

When I walked into the hill and stepped on the white snow, there were footprints behind me. The trees were also covered with a layer of frost, and there was a vast expanse of white everywhere, except sometimes on the trees. Several cute little squirrels are chewing pine cones. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking from a distance, there is white everywhere. It seems that only the white branches in the whole world are covered with silver, and even the roofs are covered in silver.

I built a snowman with my mother. We first rolled up layers of snow and turned it into a big ball. Then we piled a small ball and connected them together. Then we lit two black charcoal to make eyes and inserted a carrot to make a nose. A cute The little snowman is finished. I wish it was alive so that it can play with us.

I also had a snowball fight with my dad. I grabbed a handful of white snow with my hands, rolled it into a ball, aimed at my dad's nose, and threw it! Haha, my father's nose must have exploded this time. I stretched out my head to take a look, but unfortunately I was "bombed".

I was slowly... slowly turning in circles in the snow alone.

Winter, the season of snowflakes, is also the season of white! Essay on Snow Scenery 13

Snow scenes are good everywhere, but I think the scenery in my hometown is unique when it snows.

In January, the snow fell to the ground. It flew here and there. Everywhere it went, it was white, like pieces of goose feathers, more like little elves, dancing gracefully and landing. In the human world, look at the little kitten. It wanted to climb up the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. When it was halfway up, a piece of snow suddenly fell and was immediately crushed into a little snowman. The birds on the tree chirped, as if While mocking him, even if the kitten had no choice but to leave, he had no choice but to leave.

Suddenly, the wind picked up, blowing the snow off the house. I don't know whose children were playing in the snow. The quiet snow became a little more lively. After a while, the wind suddenly stopped, and the children played in the snow. The noise was gone, and the whole world was completely silent. All you could hear was the ticking of the old-fashioned pendulum clock in the house: tick-tock-tock-tock... and the sound of falling snow. It wasn't just the cry of a bird that broke the tranquility. , but after a while, time seemed to have paused again, and only the snow was still dancing. I went to take a nap. When I woke up, I found that the snow had stopped. I went out and took a look. Everything was white, as if covered with snow. Wearing a snow-white coat, only the fish are still swimming in the water, going their own way. The pine trees beside the river are like sentinels, standing proudly at their posts. Walking on the snow is like having a soft white carpet under your feet. The crops were covered with a layer of snow quilt and slept sweetly underneath.

The snow scene in my hometown may not be the most beautiful, but in my heart, the snow scene here is the only one. Essay on Snow Scenery 14

Surprised Beginning

Come and see, it’s snowing, it’s snowing, ah! It feels so beautiful and comfortable. When I step on the snow, my feet make a creaking sound. This sound makes me feel very happy, because this is the first snow that Shanshan, Xinjiang has ushered in.

Description

This morning I just came downstairs with my schoolbag on my back, and I saw a vast expanse of white everywhere. There was snow on the trees, the car and the roof. I was so excited. When I saw a shiny place that no one had stepped on, I quickly ran over and stepped on it to leave my footprints. I felt that if I didn’t step on it, I would be sorry for the Christmas Eve that God gave us. gift.

As soon as you walk out of the gate of the community, you can see the beautiful scenery covered with silver on the road. The tree seems to be full of silver flowers, as if saying to us: Look at the beautiful new clothes I wear! The sidewalk looked like it was covered with thick layers of cotton.

As soon as I walked into the school gate, I saw the lively scene on the entire playground. The laughter and laughter of the classmates filled the entire playground, and the entire campus was filled with the childhood laughter of our lively and lovely children. The snow allowed us to hold them in our hands and shape them into round snowballs, and then smashed them around each other. The snowballs were flying everywhere when we smashed them. When the wind blew, the white snowflakes danced in a circle dance.

Lyrical ending

This snow has brought incomparable beauty to our small town, and also brought us endless joy. I love this pure and beautiful snow! Essay on Snow Scenery 15

Flying flowers are dyed, and the city gate tower is covered with snow. The man said goodbye, but the lamp on the couch in the pavilion was still burning. The smell of red sake fell all night, and the wind lingered. He stood there leaning on his sword, sighing for a long time. The fleeting dream suddenly passed away in seventeen years. In the blink of an eye, it enters the sky, and its shadow falls into the flowers. Tonight, the falling red and melting snow make wine, and the wind calms down. I stood there for a long time at the city gate, thinking sadly.

Suddenly I thought more deeply about it, moving to the west building this month. How can a piece of lovesickness relieve melancholy? When the eaves of the steps are covered with snow, I shed tears and remain silent for a long time. The end of the world is so vast that only this person is in the shadow.

Mo Zhijun, looking at Edo from a thousand miles away. If Fei sees him, he folds the flowers and asks for his way back. Tonight, the wind and rain in the pavilion are blowing green sleeves. The corridor is lonely and the rain is beating down. The flowers are flying, and the bells and bells on the eaves and corners are clear and leaky. The smile is far away, and the dream comes back several times. Let the wind and rain tonight make me shed tears. Wearing armor and holding a sword, he looked back.

I can’t tell the truth about shadows, and I sigh that life is just like a floating duck. It is difficult to write down this sorrow with paper and pen. The other side of the Forgotten River is separated, from this life to death. When I see the past when I'm drunk, I feel like I'm walking in the shadow of you. I am thinking more deeply and far away, now I am crossing the curtain in the mist. How can a piece of lovesickness resolve this sorrow of separation? When the eaves of the steps are covered with snow, I shed tears and remain silent for a long time. The end of the world is so vast that only this person is in the shadow.

The other side of the Forgotten River is separated from this life and death. When I see the past when I'm drunk, my shadow wanders over me. When the flowers are dyed, the city gate tower is finished. The world is vast, when will the sweetheart return? The remaining lights are still there tonight, and I miss you deeply. The flying snow falls and disappears into nothingness over the years.