A 250-word composition describing the snow scene

"It's snowing, it's snowing." Ah, this snow is really beautiful. It falls down one by one, as if flying, and as if showing us its light posture.

Lovely snowflakes fall from the sky, one after another, flying all over the sky. Snowflakes are very small, as if they were just a small New Year gift from God. In order to let every corner of the earth get in touch with snowflakes at zero distance, let you feel her deep love and break them into pieces. Impatient little snowflake "rustling" falls, as if the snow doll that has been locked up for a long time was suddenly allowed to play on the earth for a while.

It's snowing harder and harder, and my vision is gradually blurred. Lovely snowflakes fall on our heads, shoulders and schoolbags from time to time. Occasionally, naughty little snowflakes will get into your neck and get in close contact with you. It's cold! Shrinking his neck, but with some joy.

I held out my little red hand to catch it and have a good look. Is it a beautiful hexagonal flower as the teacher said? But the little snowflake seems to be very shy and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Maybe my rude behavior scared me.

"Play with the snow!" A burst of laughter interrupted my thoughts. Looking around, the playground has become an ocean of joy: those who make snowmen wholeheartedly, those who have snowball fights enthusiastically, and those who chase each other with their legs outstretched, so lively! Maybe they can't stand temptation, or they can't stand loneliness. Look, teachers are as "wild" as children-"Go, play with the snow!"

All the year round, each has its own advantages, and the advantage of winter is this beautiful snow scene. I love winter, and I love the snow in this winter!