Sentence indicating winter morning

1. It's almost past five in the morning. The sky outside the window is still dark, and the outline of the crown is faintly visible. But the birds began to sing and called for friends in the trees outside the window, which seemed to remind people that it was dawn, it was time to get up and a new day began. At this time, the crisp birdsong is particularly loud in this quiet morning.

2. The morning snow in winter is white and elastic, bringing silver to the silent earth! Snowflakes can also listen. This is the memory of sunshine telling me that she walked through the north, but I grew up in the south and loved to collect the scattered sunshine in early winter. Hide the sunshine in your heart, your body is full of warmth, put the sunshine in a bottle and mark the date. This is a frozen time instrument.

On such a winter morning, the bright sunshine outside the window, Hepburn's pure and lazy voice, slowly flowing, overflowing every corner of the room, soothing rhythm, slightly closing his eyes and nesting on the sofa, it seems that it is time to take off his wool coat and start breathing the breath of spring.

On the morning of Beijing in winter, there is a thin light snow outside the window. It's quiet and quiet, as if it's shining through the glass window. This is the first snowy winter in my life, and I feel very happy as if nothing had happened.

The footsteps of winter are approaching, the morning is fresh as dew, and there are several birdsongs in the pure sky, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking about seeing a white sail. Cold air condenses on the wet ground and passes through the path in front of the factory. A few breezes add coolness. Looking at the still green grass, I can't help but sigh that the north has been covered with ice and snow, and the early winter in the south has quietly arrived, but the autumn has not dispersed.

6. Winter is very warm and comfortable. My favorite thing is to open the curtains in winter morning and look at the snow outside the window. There is an unspeakable feeling. It feels simple, beautiful, beautiful and warm.

7. After waking up in the winter morning, the window was still dark and foggy, but in any case, I couldn't find my dream any more, so I had to put on my clothes and walk out of the camping room. The field, covered with thick snow, is sleeping, and the sound at the foot is becoming more and more obvious. Here, you can't see the lights in the country, and you can't hear the barking of dogs and chickens. God, it's snowing again.

9. Come over overnight, the frost outside the window is deep and heavy, and the chill is even stronger. On such a cold morning, I bid farewell to yesterday's dream with deep fatigue, shallow injury and a little warm comfort. Although there is still great reluctance on my face, I can only get up helplessly to meet the boundless chill and cold morning breeze outside the window. As the saying goes: an autumn rain is cold, but I don't know whether it is cold or cold.

10, in the winter morning, the window is still covered with night gauze. When I woke up from my sleep, the rising sun just showed half of my face from the misty mountains in the east, like a landscape painting lightly painted by a senior painter. Maybe it's the beautiful scenery outside the window. At this time, anyone's face showed a faint smile, and the locked brow disappeared without a trace.

1 1. I don't have any special memory or special love for winter mornings. What's more, I am cold and weak. Facing the cold of winter and the killing of Xiao, I always feel a sense of fear and sadness. In winter, the rolling cold current and ice and snow often make my body temperature drop to freezing point. Every year, when the weather turns cold and first frost is still in full bloom, my hands and feet are frostbitten.

12, it was a rainy morning when I went out. In this small city where I live, there is little rain in winter. In winter, there is always a white whirlpool in my impression. That white is my favorite, just like my usual name.

13. On this winter morning, I heard the sound of sword and snow breaking branches outside the window. I looked at the thatched cottage in my country and counted the stars all over the sky, which were the morning light leaking from the thatched roof broken by wind and rain. At the moment, who cares, who guessed that I stopped here.

14, in the winter morning, there are birds singing outside the window, but it sounds like a different flavor at this time. I can't help thinking of those days when I was a child in the countryside. The morning in the village was awakened by the smoke from cooking stoves and the crowing of roosters. Of course, it is the kind of truly primitive kitchen smoke lit with firewood. Then there is the twittering of birds, because it is morning, no matter what birds call, it sounds particularly sweet and crisp.

Sentences describing winter: winter morning

Every morning when I open the door and go out, the biting cold wind comes at me from time to time. Occasionally, naughty little snowflakes fall like dancing. Hexagonal snowflakes are varied: some are like silver needles, some are like fallen leaves, and some are like pieces of paper ... they are beautiful. Fall to the ground, as if to spread a thick blanket on the ground; Falling on a tree, like wearing silver; It landed in the car like a fresh cream cake. This beautiful snow scene makes people immerse themselves in fresh air. Everything is wrapped in silver and beautiful.

However, what makes people feel the breath of winter at home is the ice flowers on the window, some of which are like forests and full of mystery; Some are like streams, as if flowing quietly; Some are like Santa Claus, as if to give gifts to people ... Miss Winter is really ingenious!

The club is crowded and very lively. People are wearing thick cotton-padded clothes, like cotton bags. They do morning exercises with beautiful music.

There is a thick layer of ice on the artificial lake, and some naughty little students are frolicking on the lake, and there are bursts of laughter from time to time. …

It is very cold in winter. To tell the truth, I don't want it to come, but when it comes, I have a strange feeling. Ah, I love winter, because, in winter, "the wind knows the grass", I love its character!

Sentences describing winter mornings

1, winter morning, sunny outside the window, the room is still so cold, naturally wake up, open your eyes, curl up in the bed, get up lazily, wrapped in a quilt. On the flower bed, a dead leaf fell on it and turned into a bowl of sweet spring water after the rain. Walking on Wu Tong Road, the ground is full of Wu Tong leaves, and the north wind is blowing. They scampered into the road like a group of naughty and lovely little people, and the north wind scampered around in my clothes. Several cypress trees beside the station are still standing without fear. They are so strong and straight. There are several chrysanthemums beside the school gate, which seems to add some vitality to the deserted campus. Several children are playing by the pool, and the old people are sitting by the pool in twos and threes, talking about the past and the present. The waves rippled, reflecting the surrounding lights. When I came to the bamboo forest in the north of the mountain, I saw them standing firmly on the grass. The north wind blew, and they shook their heads as if they were not afraid of this cold winter.

3. Going out is a rainy morning. In this small city where I live, there is little rain in winter. In winter, there is always a white whirlpool in my impression. That white is my favorite, just like my usual name.

It's almost five o'clock in the morning, and the sky outside the window is still dark, and the outline of the crown is faintly visible, but the birds begin to sing and call for friends in the trees outside the window, as if to remind people that it's dawn, it's time to get up and a new day has begun. At this time, the crisp birdsong is particularly loud in this quiet morning.

In the morning, I get up with a strong crow. I saw a layer of white winter frost on the trees outside the window, and the earth was unusually quiet, as if everything had taken sleeping pills and fell asleep. As soon as I opened the door, a chill came over my face, which made me shudder and tremble.

6. The morning glow in the east dyed half the sky red, but the shy sun didn't show up. Winter is coming, the weather is getting colder and colder, and there is a cold wind blowing head on. I can't help but shrink my neck, bury my head and go forward, only feeling cold.

7. Come over overnight, the frost outside the window is deep and heavy, and the chill is even stronger. On such a cold morning, I bid farewell to yesterday's dream with deep fatigue, shallow injury and a little warm comfort. Although there is still great reluctance on my face, I can only get up helplessly to meet the boundless chill and cold morning breeze outside the window. As the saying goes: an autumn rain is cold, but I don't know whether it is cold or cold.

8. Gently carrying thick fog adds a touch of sharp color to the cold morning. The cleaners waved brooms and concentrated on cleaning the road despite the cold. They are real environmental beauticians, holding huge brushes and depicting a good working environment and a clean and hygienic environment for people. Pupils came skipping from the morning fog with their schoolbags on their backs, singing sweet songs. The campus that had slept all night quickly recovered its vitality yesterday. The weather-beaten flowers will bloom more brilliantly.

9. However, the first thing that makes people feel the breath of winter at home is the ice flowers on the window, some of which are like forests and full of mystery; Some are like streams, as if flowing quietly; Some are like Santa Claus, as if giving gifts to people. Miss Winter is really ingenious!

10, although confused in the winter morning, after all, she broke through the darkness of the cold night and brought dawn to everyone; Although the winter morning is very cold, she is full of vitality. As soon as the vernal equinox blows, she brings beauty to the world.

1 1. Suddenly, I seem to see that this is a fairyland in a fairy tale. How beautiful it is with the smoke and the leaves flying! How beautiful! Am I a princess in a pink dance troupe? I am immersed in this beautiful fantasy. Suddenly, a leaf of Jurchen fell and brushed my cheek, so I had to be pulled back to reality.

12, such a winter morning, the bright sunshine outside the window, Hepburn's pure and lazy voice, slowly flowing, overflowing every corner of the room, soothing rhythm, slightly closed eyes and nesting on the sofa. It seems that it's time to take off the wool coat and start breathing the breath of spring.

13, in the winter morning, the window is still covered with night gauze. When I woke up from my sleep, the rising sun just showed half of my face from the misty mountains in the east, like a landscape painting lightly painted by a senior painter. Maybe it's the beautiful scenery outside the window. At this time, anyone's face showed a faint smile, and the locked brow disappeared without a trace.

14, the morning snow in winter, white and flexible, brings silver to the silent earth! Snowflakes can also listen. This is the memory of sunshine telling me that she walked through the north, but I grew up in the south and loved to collect the scattered sunshine in early winter. Hide the sunshine in your heart, your body is full of warmth, put the sunshine in a bottle and mark the date. This is a frozen time instrument.

15, the footsteps of winter are approaching, the morning is fresh as dew, and there are several birdsongs in the pure sky, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking about seeing a white sail. Cold air condenses on the wet ground and passes through the path in front of the factory. A few breezes add coolness. Looking at the still green grass, I can't help but sigh that the north has been covered with ice and snow, and the early winter in the south has quietly arrived, but the autumn has not dispersed.

16. In the winter morning in Beijing, there is a thin light snow outside the window. It's quiet and quiet, as if it's shining through the glass window. This is the first snowy winter in my life, and I feel very happy as if nothing had happened.

17, when I woke up in the winter morning, it was still dark and foggy outside the window, but in any case, I couldn't find my dream anymore, so I had to put on my clothes and walk out of the camping room. The field, covered with thick snow, is sleeping, and the sound at the foot is becoming more and more obvious. Here, you can't see the lights in the country, and you can't hear the barking of dogs and chickens. God, it's snowing again.

18, in the early morning, it was still dark, and we were still sleeping in the warm bed. In the morning, the sky rubbed his sleepy eyes, but it was still gray. Slowly, the sun rises, and the clouds seem to have color and are full of red. This is called sunrise.

19, a burst of laughter broke the silence in the morning. Looking in, I saw a small light in the window of the dormitory. Listening to the noise, we know that the boarders are busy getting up and washing. Ordinary students have also come here one after another. Everyone is wearing thick winter clothes and gloves, flushed and full of white gas.

Grandpa Dong caught a cold. He yawned when he was running in the morning, and leaves were flying all over the campus. Grandpa Fog seems to be confused by this strange weather and sprayed so much fog on the earth. Everyone touches me, I touch you, and no one can see. The only thing I can see are two bright eyes.

2 1. My mother woke me up early in the morning. I went to the balcony to breathe fresh air, and a cold wind blew violently at me. My spirit did it one brace up, and I looked at the mountains in the distance. The mountains are shrouded in fog, and the continuous mountains are shrouded in fog, just like being in a fairyland.

22. Walking in the street, I saw a Chimonanthus praecox quietly blooming in someone else's yard. The closer smell will make you indulge in its arms. The pines and cypresses on both sides of the street are still green and persistent, standing on both sides like strong soldiers. What's wrong with people? Some of them are wearing cotton-padded jackets, some are wearing gloves, masks and some are wearing scarves. And those who don't wear cotton-padded jackets? They shrugged their shoulders and shrank their heads, eager to get into their clothes like turtles. A gust of wind blew, and people became colder. This wind is not a soft spring wind, nor a cool autumn wind, but a biting cold wind. Although the wind is biting, there are still people who work meticulously in their posts.

23, the snow stopped, the sun father-in-law leaned out from the cracks in the clouds, emitting dazzling light. The mountains, forests and fields in the distance are all covered with silvery white clothes, which looks so clean. Nearby villages, campuses, trees and flagpoles can be seen more clearly, but everything is white.

24. In the winter morning, there are birds singing outside the window, but it sounds like a different flavor at this time. I can't help thinking of those days when I was a child in the countryside. The morning in the village was awakened by the smoke from cooking stoves and the crowing of roosters. Of course, it is the kind of truly primitive kitchen smoke lit with firewood. Then there is the twittering of birds, because it is morning, no matter what birds call, it sounds particularly sweet and crisp.

On this winter morning, I heard the sound of sword and snow breaking branches outside the window. I looked at the thatched cottage in my country and counted the stars all over the sky, which was the morning light leaking from the thatched roof broken by wind and rain. At the moment, who cares, who guessed that I stopped here.

26. Heaven and earth are like a veil, and the mountains and villages in the distance are looming in the fog forest, just like the fairyland mentioned in Journey to the West. The grass by the roadside, the wheat seedlings in the field and the vegetable leaves are all covered with dew, which shines in the sun like dew everywhere.

27. Winter is very warm and comfortable. My favorite thing is to open the curtains in winter morning and look at the snow outside the window. There is an unspeakable feeling. It feels simple, beautiful, beautiful and warm.

28. Every morning when I open the door and go out, the biting cold wind comes at me from time to time. Occasionally, naughty little snowflakes fall like dancing. Hexagonal snowflakes are varied: some are like silver needles, some are like fallen leaves, and some are like pieces of paper. Fall to the ground, as if to spread a thick blanket on the ground; Falling on a tree, like wearing silver; It landed in the car like a fresh cream cake. This beautiful snow scene makes people immerse themselves in fresh air. Everything is wrapped in silver and beautiful. However, what makes people feel the breath of winter at home is the ice flowers on the window, some of which are like forests and full of mystery; Some are like streams, as if flowing quietly; Some are like Santa Claus, as if giving gifts to people. Miss Winter is really ingenious!

29. At about seven o'clock, the snow fell from the sky and became bigger and bigger. The mountains, forests and fields in the distance are like a layer of yarn, which can't be seen clearly; Nearby villages, campuses, trees and flagpoles can only be seen vaguely. But those naughty children braved the snow to chase and play with each other. They were all covered with snow and became young old people.

30. Today, the cold wind is howling, scraping my face like a knife, and I can't help shivering. How cold it is! Trees on both sides of the beautiful Qingxi River are in full bloom in the wind, and pedestrians on the street are surrounded by colorful scarves, masks and hats. Even those big brothers and sisters are no exception, their clothes are buttoned up, their hands are in their pockets, they bend over, and some simply walk backwards. The command of the traffic police, the voice of the cleaning aunt sweeping the floor, and the cry of selling breakfast, everyone is making their own contribution to the society! Under the command of the traffic police, cars, motorcycles, bicycles and pedestrians are moving in an orderly manner. I am walking on a clean road, and I am not happy!

3 1. The fog in winter morning is really changeable. Some are like the snowy Changbai Mountain, and some are like the fragrant Xiangshan with red leaves. Fog is floating under your feet, and people seem to be able to walk on the ground and relax. It is like a torrent, flowing in all directions. This fog is really white! White as a piece of white gauze, just like the newly fallen snow, so clean and moist, it has a unique look; What a quiet fog! It's so quiet that you can't feel it fluttering, but it seems to make you intoxicated; What a fog! It's too long, and you can't see the edge with your eyes, which will only make you feel that it is so vast and covers the world like a big screen.

32. In the morning, I got dressed, put on my schoolbag and hurried to school. As soon as I went out, there was a breeze full of morning breeze, blowing my hair, my skirt and a chill coming at me. I shrank my hand, looked up and found a sea of fog everywhere, and all the scenery became blurred, as if covered with a layer of white gauze. When I walked to the plane tree, I saw that all the leaves of the plane tree were dead, flying down one by one, like the feet of a duckling, drifting down step by step.

33. I have no special memory or special affection for winter mornings. What's more, I am cold and weak. Facing the cold of winter and the killing of Xiao, I always feel a sense of fear and sadness. In winter, the rolling cold current and ice and snow often make my body temperature drop to freezing point. Every year, when the weather turns cold and first frost is still in full bloom, my hands and feet are frostbitten.

A sentence indicating a summer morning

1, the days are short in winter and long in summer, so the morning time in summer is naturally long. The rooster crows three times, the second watch, the third watch and the fourth watch have struck, and the new morning will be splendid.

In the summer morning, the light is very weak and clear. It is not sunlight, but a kind of skylight, which comes from the whole sky. Bright light is broad and bright, which is a kind of natural and quiet light. Then, I began to hear all kinds of active voices under the quiet light. Cicadas in the trees are singing, and birds are flying from tree to tree, practicing their flying skills.

Happiness shines in the summer morning light. A gust of wind blew, and the water droplets fell to the ground and rustled, leaving a silence after the wind. The rain dripped in the eaves tile trough and landed in the small puddle in front of the steps. The voice is beautiful, the echo is beautiful, giving people infinite reverie, as if it were the past, an old friend, and my heart is still a little disappointed. It rained all night, and the water in the stream rose, with the sound of running water as the background. In the morning after the rain, there was no clear birdsong coming from the air, as if it were the clear piano sound dancing in the cello. Running water and birdsong are combined by the hand of God, which is wonderful. The name of this hand is nature.

The most fascinating thing is the summer morning. As we all know, the climate in summer is very hot. However, it is different in the morning. As soon as I went out, a fresh air came to my nose, and a breeze blew to me, which made me feel particularly cool. The grass stretches out, and the dew on it is crystal clear, just like pearls shining in the sun. Lotus flowers in the lotus pond also spread their leaves and swayed in the breeze, as if they had entered a fairyland. A pair of little dragonflies are flying back and forth in the air, graceful and colorful. Looking at their gorgeous dance, I seem to have turned into a dragonfly, flying around in the air, very leisurely. The birds in the Woods also woke up from their sleep and flew to the branches to sing. I seem to be intoxicated by the wonderful singing and stand there for a long time.

5. In summer, the book says that trees are shaded and flowers are in full bloom; It is said on TV that children are wearing beautiful T-shirts and skirts and playing happily. Here, in summer, there is a different kind of beauty, especially in the morning, which is refreshing.

6. In the morning, the blue sky is spotless after being washed by rain; The air is so fresh that it seems to be filtered. There is a touch of hongxia in the east, and the sun father-in-law reveals half a smiling face, which makes Yichun all red. The scenery in summer morning is really beautiful!

7. I was awakened by the cries of various animals in the morning. The fog is preparing to disperse, and it is thin nearby, like a layer of ethereal white gauze, moving slowly, being stretched gently, and scattering lightly bit by bit, like a pure dream; A little further away, it gradually thickens, the farmhouses are flickering, the tall trees are sometimes hidden in the foggy sea, and sometimes a black shadow is ghostly.

8. The storm in the morning is a satisfying distraction-it is a kind of wildness. Rain falls on the sheets, lightning flashes through the windows, and empty clouds roll down from the shelves. My garden needs this rain, just like grass and withered corn fields.

9. The tender moment when the sky is hazy is too short, and the summer morning is old in the blink of an eye. As soon as the sun rises, it withers with too much power and accumulates the vitality of the night. Before the childish cool wind could run around the room, it was driven away by the old and hot wind.

10, in the summer morning, I stood in front of my hometown, lost in thought, looking up at the endless blue sky and the flying clouds. It aroused my reverie, and it surged with my youth: I once wanted to travel around the world, and I once wanted to be lost with my fate! But I lost, and I struggled in failure.

1 1. Summer mornings in mountain villages are particularly charming, with fresh air and beautiful scenery. One morning in summer, I came outside very early, breathing fresh air and enjoying the beautiful scenery. Looking up, the distance is green. The towering trees on the roadside look vibrant and hazy against the morning light. Pearl dew on the grass sparkled against the morning light.

12, with the changes of the four seasons, people feel different, but the wind in summer morning makes me like it best. They are not so big, so cold, so hot, so cold, giving people a refreshing feeling and the most comfortable. In the morning, when I was still lying in bed, I heard birds singing outside the window. Morning is the stage for birds. The sooner you wake up, the more you can feel their joy.