English sentences describing snow, rain and wind in some novels are urgently needed.

I really believe that this snow is not a scene, but a great miracle. It brought me much more than that.

I have never seen such heavy snow! I have never enjoyed such beautiful snow.

When I went out to school from home, I was destined to get a miracle. Everything seems unlucky to me. I left my umbrella at home; I can't open my bike. A big truck blocked the traffic. It took me more than 5 minutes to cross the road. Finally, I met Charlie, and we were both late for math class. If it had happened the day before, we would have gone back to our seats without saying a word. But today, because the head teacher is in a bad mood, we are forced to stand outside in the cold wind. I don't want to say anything. It's no use. So I started standing with Charlie.

After a while, we both felt too cold to say a word. The world seems quiet. I suddenly found a lot of thin ice falling from the sky. "Ice!" I shouted to Charlie, who soon became as excited as me. We expected it to snow, but nothing happened.

Class is over, and it seems that the head teacher didn't let us in. We had to stand outside for at least one class. As soon as the bell rang, he went to 19 class to teach.

If you ask me if I have seen heavy snow before that day, I will tell you that I don't remember. But during that time I got the answer.

The ice turned white and quietly turned into snow. We were immersed in it without saying a word. From small to large, the change of snow is beyond my imagination. The wind was blowing hard, and the snow hit my face and hair, covering my whole body. We can't help shivering in the snow. We opened our mouths to taste the cold snow, stood quietly in the snow and enjoyed the wonderful scene by ourselves.

I really believe that snow is not only a kind of scenery, but also a great miracle. It brings me more than it has.

It's so great and beautiful that I can't imagine it. How wonderful it is! The snow fell on me. Although it was cold, I didn't want to move.

If you live in the north, you may think it's nothing. But the next thing is even more unreal. A bird, a beautiful parrot, like an angel, flew from the sky to Charlie's shoulder, and then to mine. I don't know how to express my feelings, only enjoy them. The parrot didn't seem to leave. I thought, great.

The snow is getting smaller and smaller after class. Maybe we lost something, but we also got something. I don't know what that means. I just want to believe that it will bring me good luck.

I will never forget that day.