Sentences describing the scenery in snow season

Sentences describing the scenery in snow season

1. "Whoo-",the wind roared, the trees shook in the wind, and the branches were whipped like wild whips in the air. Pine trees stand luxuriantly in the white snow, swaying with the cold northwest wind, making a shrill roar, as if to deliberately despise winter.

The sun in the dead of winter seems to be afraid of getting cold. Wearing thick clothes can't give off the heat.

That winter, it was so cold that people had a nose ache and a headache, and their feet were like two pieces of ice.

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

Pushing open the door every morning, the biting cold wind hits 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.

6. Snow covered roofs and roads, crushed branches, lost the appearance of various objects, blocked roads and traffic, and snowflakes flying all over the sky melted heaven and earth into a white whole.

7. In early winter, she was like a beautiful, noble and reserved princess, waving a magical veil and sending cold winds.

The word snow makes people feel cold. The earth is silvery white and clean, but snowflakes still fall from the sky like catkins, cotton and goose feathers.

9. It's dawn, and I'm walking on my way to school with my schoolbag on my back. The boundary between heaven and earth is so hazy: the mountains are white, the sky is white, and white fog is floating on the water. I want to touch this strange fog, but it is like a naughty child, running east for a while and west for a while. ...

10. I saw a vast expanse of whiteness between heaven and earth. Snowflakes fell from the sky, white tents were erected around them, and the earth immediately turned white. I can't help but think of a poem, "Like spring breeze, night comes and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees". How beautiful!