Xuede story composition

In our daily life, everyone has written a composition. Writing a composition can exercise our habit of being alone, calm our mind and think about our future direction. I believe writing a composition is a headache for many people. The following is my carefully arranged composition "The Story of Snow". Welcome to read the collection.

Snow story composition 1 Snow is very cold, biting cold.

The girl looked at the cup of snow water in her hand, and she opened her mind again and continued her snow story, a beautiful story, at least in her view.

Girls like association and always stare at something in a daze. At this time, Nan Yun laughs at her and her stupidity. So the girl laughed with Nan Yun and laughed at herself for being silly.

Nan Yun and the girl are good friends, but they have nothing in common with the girl's imagination. Nan Yun is recognized as a "tomboy", with short hair that even boys think is too short and wearing clothes that boys often wear. Her personality is also a bit boyish: she speaks loudly and sings loudly. She loves swimming in the river in summer and has practiced martial arts several times. In this way, she always said that girls are too self-enclosed, too stuffy, too unpretentious and unnatural. But in girls' stories, Nanyun is always a typical one, and the world is always a transparent world, as simple as snow, with only one color, which is a space waiting to be enriched.

However, this story has embarrassed the girl. Because even the girls themselves can't end the story, when they just want to end it, the snow melts and seeps into the land, making the land a mess, and the girls don't know what to do. The story has grown up, but the girls are still not used to it.

At this moment, in the eyes of girls, Nan Yun changed and became somewhat like herself. She also likes to stare blankly out of the window and look at it with a fallen leaf. Several times, she let the girls laugh. Having laughed enough, the girl asked Nan Yun, "What's the matter?" Nan Yun is always silent. Then, I shook my head and popped up two words that puzzled girls: "I am a girl!" " Liking a boy is just a naive dream! "The girl dazed, smiled again. She looked disapprovingly at Nan Yun's long black hair and imagined Nan Yun's original appearance. Girls have never understood why Nanyun has changed.

It's not just Nan Yun that bothers girls, but also mothers and teachers ... so many things that girls don't understand. Mom and teachers become so worried and worried that they always urge her to do this or that and always look at her with suspicion. Also, the boy who had a snowball fight with himself disappeared, the handsome guy! In the snow, a lonely girl silently looked at the snowball in her hand, let it freeze her hand, let it slowly turn into water and drip from her fingers to the snow. Then, the girl lowered her head and watched the dripping snowflakes oozing sideways, like spring rain and her tears.

Every winter, when I look at the snow flying in the sky, I think of eating it with my brother.

Just entered the winter. It began to snow. It's not heavy, but it's sticky, and it makes a crisp sound when you step on it. Creaking. At this time, the snow is very cold. I grabbed a snowflake with my hand and looked intently. Snowflakes are white and soft. I was just about to take a closer look at it. Snowflakes turned into a pool of water in my hand. What a pity!

At this time, my brother ran out and we walked forward in the snow. It's snowing even harder. There is snow on the trees and on the ground. I bent down to pick up the snow and was about to throw it at my brother. Suddenly, a snowflake was blown into my mouth by the wind. "ah!

It's really cool.

So comfortable. "

I snapped my mouth and felt great, so I opened my mouth and asked my brother to pick up the snow. My brother asked me in surprise, "Are you all right? What kind of snow do you eat this winter? " "Come and have a taste, come." I pulled my brother to my side. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue." My brother thought it was fun, so he did as I said. "ah! Not to mention, it's really comfortable, quite cool, good! " Now I am outside the cloud nine. My brother said, "Come on, I'll take you somewhere."

"Where are you going?"

"You will know in a moment."

My brother took me to a corner, and the whistling north wind blew on my face like a knife. "Eat." "What are you eating?" "eat snow." Ah! It turned out that my brother found a place against the wind and let the snow blow into his mouth. "This method is good!" My brother and I slowly enjoyed Leng Xue with our mouths open. Let the snow blow into your mouth.

After a while, my brother and I twisted with cold and ran home together. Just in time for dinner, I suddenly felt a stomachache. "Did you eat too much snow? I have a stomachache. Are you in pain? " I asked my brother quietly. "It hurts." My brother whispered to me. Mother heard our whispers. "You are a couple.

Problem children, doesn't eating snow and drinking wind energy hurt your stomach? "In a word, the whole family laughed.

Although it has been a long time, I still remember it vividly. Since then, I have never eaten snow, for fear that my stomach will hurt like that.

Snow Story Composition 3 In winter, it snows heavily, and the air seems to have solidified into ice ... The lawn is covered with a silvery white carpet. Snow, floating, falling ...

In the kindergarten, there were waves of childish laughter-class is over! Groups of lovely children are running and laughing ... cold snow, like a warm toy with happiness, passes away happily in their hands, and the snow is floating and falling. ...

It snowed and covered the lawn with a thick quilt; Give the river a bright mirror; Gave the blue sky a white veil, the sky seems to like it very much, wearing it almost every day; I covered the tree with a white cotton-padded jacket. The tree seems to be very happy and wears it all day.

On the hillside, some children are having a snowball fight, having a snowball fight, having a good time, and the joy is distributed in snowballs. Look! Snowman happily waved his arms, cute radish nose, buttonholes and black hands made of two branches. They became a happy snowman.

Snow, floating and falling, we are not afraid of cold, because there is a happy stove ...

Class 7, Grade 4, Mianyang Middle School: Huang

Instructor: Yang Baojun

Xue Story Composition 4 As far back as the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a scholar named Wang in Jiangdong County, Fujian Province. He especially likes studying, looking for teachers and friends everywhere. He studied under the famous scholar Cheng Hao in Luoyang. After Cheng Hao's death, he recommended Shi Yang to his younger brother Cheng Yi to study in Yichuan Academy.

Shi Yang was over forty years old at that time, and his knowledge level was quite high. However, he is still modest and prudent, and respects his teachers and friends. He was deeply loved by Cheng Yi and regarded as a proud pupil by Cheng Yi.

One day, You Zuo, who was studying with Yang Shitong, asked Cheng Yi for advice, and happened to catch the teacher taking a nap in the room. Shi Yang advised Youzuo not to wake up the teacher, so they stood quietly at the door, waiting for the teacher to wake up. After a while, it snowed heavily and became more and more urgent. But Shi Yang and Youzuo are still standing in the snow. Youzuo can't stand the cold. He tried to wake Cheng Yi several times, but Shi Yang stopped him.

Until Cheng Yi-woke up, suddenly found two snowmen outside! From then on, Cheng Yi was deeply moved and tried his best to teach foreigners. Shi Yang didn't expect much, and finally learned all the knowledge of the teacher.

Later, he returned to the south to spread Cheng Zhu's Neo-Confucianism and formed a unique school, known as "Mr. Kameyama".

Later generations used the allusion of "Chengmen Sydney" to praise those students who are good at learning, honest and dedicated, and respect teachers.

Snow, this lovely little angel, has been in full swing, with the wishes of the farmer's uncle and our pleasure, quietly came to the world. I didn't know it was snowing until my classmates told me in the first class!

The snow is crystal clear, falling with the wind, falling on the playground of the campus, falling on the roof, and even the rockery in the dripping pavilion has become a snowy mountain. The whole school is covered with snow. We couldn't stand the call of snow any longer and hurried downstairs. Just walked out of the corridor, how beautiful! Is the white butterfly flying all over the sky, so beautiful? Or is Chang 'e in the sky gently shaking off the pear blossoms full of trees, so white? I don't think so. They are more beautiful than butterflies and whiter than pears! I am looking up at the falling snowflakes in the sky among the flying snowflakes. I stretched out my arm and the snow fell on my clothes. I watched the snow carefully. The whole snow is hexagonal, and its pattern stretches very neatly. When I finished observing it, the snow melted. The playground on a snowy day is already white. Some students are having a snowball fight, and others are kept from ear to ear, while those who are beaten roll a bigger snowball angrily and fight back; Some are making snowmen, and piles of snow turn into lovely snow dolls in the hands of students who are red and wet with cold; Some slide in the snow, scream on the wet ground, and then slide through the recesses like lightning. This playground is simply a paradise for children. The bell rang and we reluctantly left the playground. Go back to the classroom, sit by the window and watch the snow fall unsteadily. The snow is getting heavier and heavier. I think in a short time, the whole city will become a snowy world.

The snow not only brought joy to the children, but also brought a bumper harvest to the farmers' uncles in the coming year.

Level 4: I am speechless 14

Snow Story Composition 6 There is such a story on a snowy day.

Winter is coming, and snowflakes are flying like goose feathers.

Early in the morning, I was walking in the street, doing nothing and feeling very cold.

The day before yesterday, the city issued a notice: all kinds of advertisements, leaflets, etc. Posted in any corner should be cleaned up. To this end, all the cleaners in the city have been dispatched and started to clean this beautiful city comprehensively.

I watched snowflakes flying all over the sky and a bunch of busy cleaners.

Inadvertently, I found some leaflets and other papers stuck on the smooth wall opposite, and an old woman cleaner was tearing them carefully. Those papers seem difficult to tear. The cleaning lady brushes them with a brush dipped in water, and then carefully tears them with her hands.

I think her hands must be cold, but she is not afraid of cold, and there is a fire in her heart.

She was very serious and cleaned several sheets of paper in succession.

She went to another house.

However, I saw that her right hand was raised, but it stopped in the air and seemed to be frozen. I saw her body getting closer to the wall again. Then I saw her shake her head slightly.

What happened? What happened? I want to know.

I saw that she looked intently for a while, and then slowly left the paper without cleaning it.

Why not clear it? Did she forget the city rules? A series of questions came to my mind.

Well, then, I think I'll take a look.

I was just about to start when I saw another thin cleaning lady coming to the newspaper office. Her behavior is exactly the same as that of the old cleaner: raising her right hand and freezing in the air; Shake your head slightly: concentrate on watching for a while and leave slowly.

I am even more confused and determined to see it.

Cross the road and come to the wall. What caught my attention was the search for you. It says:

Zhao Jie, female, 14 years old. ...

I finally understood everything after the doubts were solved.

Snowflakes are still flying like goose feathers, but I no longer feel cold. ...

Si Nuo's Story Composition When I was 7 years old, everyone loved candy, didn't they? I am no exception, so I have made some jokes.

Once, it snowed heavily. Snow, as light as smoke and as white as silver, falls from the sky.

My eyes lit up and I cried happily, "Mom, mom, look, it's raining sugar!" " "

Hearing the crisp sound, mother ran out at once. I eagerly ran into my mother's arms in the corridor, tugging at my mother's trouser legs, and asked nervously and curiously, "Mom, why is' sugar' cold and tasteless?" Did I do something wrong, the witch came to punish me for never eating sugar? Mom, I don't want it, I don't want it ... "At this moment, I was naive and my mother cried. My mother squatted in front of me, wiped my tears, took my little hand and said to me, "You didn't do anything wrong, and it wasn't sugar that fell from the sky, it was snow, it was snow angels!" I jumped up with joy and shouted, "Oh, snow angels, snow angels!" " Then, my mother touched my little head and said, "Go and play! Be careful! " Then, mom went to cook again.

And me! Is to play in the snow and enjoy it all. Snow, like catkins, like reeds, like dandelions, is flying in the air, playing with children and "talking" with their own voices.

Snow Story Composition 8 Grandma once had a rabbit. I named it Qianqiuxue. This guy is cute, and he often makes people laugh until their stomachs hurt.

This rabbit has long hair all over the body and feels very good! It is covered with a snow-white cotton-padded jacket, which just shows its name. Its big and long ears are interesting and lovely.

Once, I hid and growled at him like a wolf. He was startled when he was eating, and his drooping ears swished up and slipped into the corner. His big ears are still shaking. Hey, hey, coward! Ruby-like eyes often sneak around, I guess they are looking forward to flying fairy-the leaves thrown by the owner! Usually, the short tail hangs behind the ass like a fluffy ball and jumps in the wind like two bells, which is the most interesting.

Qianqiuxue is not only cute, but also very good at observing words and feelings. Once, I wanted to test whether Qian Qiuxue wanted to please me and be loyal to me. I prepared a pile of leaves at the beginning, threw one to the east first, and it was quickly picked up. I threw another piece to the west, and it quickly transported the leaves to its nest. Well, very clever. I express my satisfaction. It may have noticed, and then when I threw the leaves away, it felt even worse. After throwing about a dozen leaves, I suddenly yelled at it and it froze. After a long time, it turned around trembling to see what tricks you played! I thought to myself. Unexpectedly, it actually knocked on my head, and that miserable look was clearly begging for mercy: brother, please forgive me! I was such a fool that I accidentally bumped into you. Please be merciful! Seeing its funny appearance, I was really embarrassed to play tricks on it again. Finally, I rewarded it with some leaves.

The story of Xue and I is far more than that. However, after listening to these stories, do you also like this lovely autumn snow?

Snow Story Composition 9 The long-awaited snow has finally arrived. That day, we were testing. Mao Shunjie said, "It's snowing." Everyone turned their eyes to the window. Snow is like a small piece of white cloth, falling slowly; Like a cute elf, he jumped to the ground. Although we were in the classroom, our hearts flew out of the window. After class, everyone rushed to the corridor.

I reached for a small snowflake and put it in my mouth. Yo, it's sweet and a little cold. Looking at the snow scene, I remembered some poems about snow. "Ding", the class began, and everyone walked into the classroom.

What a heavy snow.

It snowed all day and all night. Get up in the morning and look out of the window: the roof turned white, painted with free "white paint", some bare branches appeared "silver stripes", the roof was white, the pavement was covered with "white carpet", the eaves froze ... Everything was white, Yuyao was immersed in white!

The way to school

I walked briskly on my way to school. Suddenly, my foot slipped and I almost couldn't speak. Took a few steps, slipped again and rushed forward. Luckily, my grandfather stopped me. Just when I complained about the difficulty of walking, I saw a group of people talking about something, so I leaned over. "No school" I asked curiously. They say yes for sure. So I jumped into my house.

Duixue cake

I immediately put down my schoolbag, took a disposable cups, a small spoon and a piece of cardboard, and went downstairs to play with the snow. After my efforts, a decent cake appeared in front of me, which made me blow three feet. At this time, I felt my hands were cold and almost unconscious, so I quickly went home and soaked in hot water. Although my hands are very hot, they are itchy and really uncomfortable!

Xue is a two-faced man.

Snow brings us fun, but also let us stay the same, don't catch cold!

The Story of Snow 10 Niu Niu bought a beautiful Barbie doll in the department store, with golden hair, watery eyes, red lips and a white veil. It looks great. Niu Niu likes her very much and named her Melissa Zhou.

When Melissa Zhou arrived at Niu Niu's house, she knew many toys, including an elephant that can spray water, a monkey that can climb trees and a lovely white rabbit. They also like Melissa Zhou very much. The elephant who sprayed water saw that Melissa Zhou was dirty and "bathed" her; When the little monkey saw Melissa Zhou unhappy, he told her a joke. Seeing Melissa Zhou's bare neck and hands, the clever white rabbit weaves necklaces, rings and bracelets with fluorescent thread. Anyway, Melissa Zhou is more beautifully dressed by them!

But one day, the little monkey came running in a panic and said, "Melissa Zhou, the situation is not good! Queen Mary wants to settle accounts with you! " "Who is Queen Mary? I didn't provoke her, so why settle accounts with me? " Melissa Zhou asked while reading a book. "You, you don't know, Queen Mary is our manager here, and all new toys should report to her. But she has a jealous heart. I will help you report for duty that day. If she sees you, she won't be angry with you! " Said the little monkey. Melissa Zhou stood up and said, "I want to meet her!"

Melissa Zhou felt sick at the sight of Queen Mary, because the garlic smell on her body was terrible. Melissa Zhou thought, it's "black heart cotton"! She bravely said:

"You are made of black cotton!" Queen Mary was taken aback, but then calmed down and said, "I didn't!" " You are! "Melissa Zhou angry, shouted," no! I will prove it to you! " With that, she untied all the ornaments on her body, took out a knife, cut her body open, and revealed white cotton. Melissa Zhou endured the pain and said, "Elephant, little monkey, little white rabbit, quick, quick expose her ..." She fainted before she finished. The elephant roared and cut Queen Mary with a knife, revealing some rags. The little white rabbit picked up Melissa Zhou with tears and walked home. ...

A few days later, Niu Niu found Melissa Zhou's wound and sewed it up. Melissa Zhou, come on. The toys cheered around her and said, "Our queen! Long live! "