The joke about the desolate and lonely snow scene is that a person stands knee-deep in the snow and just stands to describe the scenery.

The snowstorm that blew at night was extremely violent at that time. Winter comes too early and almost always begins with an ominous snowstorm. The wind and snow ravaged everything on the ground, piled up snowdrifts on the lowlands and licked the last grass stems on the mountain. Dust as hard as glass crumbs rotates with the wind and snow. The house leaned and groaned under the pressure of the wind. Everything is bent, curled up, trembling, screaming in pain, and polyphony.

(Su) Fei Ding's Extraordinary Summer

A snowstorm suddenly struck. Gray clouds are low on the ground, moving and filling the sky. Heavy snow fell one after another. In the evening, there was a strong wind, and the chimney made a whining roar. The wind chased the snowflakes circling rapidly in the forest, flashing left and right, screaming and stirring the whole forest.

(Su) ostrovsky's How Steel was Tempered.

The dark sky, the snow all over the ground, reflected the pale clouds at dusk, and layers of spring silkworms retreated like cocoons, slowly withdrawing from the bright and serious cold light and passing through the sharp and cruel cold wind in the whispering dwarf forest. An empty winter plain and rotten grassland are hidden in the snow, and occasionally some heads are exposed everywhere, rustling in the wind. Up and down, light clouds and light snow, like a secret confession.

Qu Qiubai's Snow.

Ma Pingchuan, an endless wilderness, crouched under the oppression of snow, as if unwilling to struggle. The lush grass and busy bees and butterflies everywhere are now hidden without a trace. Only a few hundred-year-old trees are still stretching their bare branches, like ghosts and bones, adding a bit of sadness and sadness to the night after the snow.

(French) A snowy night in Mo Bosang.