Description of snow scene in winter park

Sentences describing the snow scene in winter

1. The earth is covered with a layer of silver. The process of snow is terrible, but the scenery after snow is beautiful. Everything is white, immersed in the world of snow. A few feet of snow gave off colorful light, harsh white and dazzling flowers under the sunlight.

Silver bars and snowballs piled up on the treetops really answered the sentence, "Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees." Little sparrows landed on the treetops from time to time, shaking silver bars and snowballs. The scene is a bit indescribable and fresh.

The earth has become a silvery white world. Thousands of trees seem to have blossomed all over pear blossoms, and the wheat fields are covered with silver quilts. Looking around, how magnificent the magnificent mountains and rivers are!

The earth is silvery and clean, but snowflakes are still like catkins, like cotton, like goose feathers falling from the sky.

When the snow falls to a certain extent, you will hear the sound of "click, click" when you step on it. The voice is so beautiful. The most fun game is to make a snowman. The snowman is white, just like an old woman, so kind and amiable.

5. Winter songs, bleak wind, standing in the snow waiting for your step by step, waiting for a good smile. Listen, the snow falls on the branches of plum trees, and the proud plum trees smile in the snow. Do you feel a little relieved?

6. In winter, it snows heavily. People seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm, to a crystal clear fairy tale world. The fragrance of pine and the ice fragrance of snow give people a cool and shining comfort. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, and even my heart is purifying and becoming pure and beautiful.

7. Large snowflakes fall from the sky with dense clouds. Look at that snowflake. It's exquisite. White as jade, like an angel sent by God, and like a jade leaf falling from a laurel tree in the moon palace. Flying snowflakes, like jade butterflies flapping their wings, gently beat and landed on the dead branches of willow trees.