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The snow scene is beautiful. Friends circle, how to send it?
The big stones and small stones in the stream are covered with snow. There seems to be a group of white calves drinking water in the stream; It seems that there are two white lions sleeping in the snow; It seems that there are some white bears, who are preparing to walk from the stream to the shore in the snow.
The little snowflake is still floating in the sky. I use painting, leaving a little snowflake. One stroke, two strokes, Xiaoxuehua is magnified by me. Uh, not enough. I picked up the camera and took pictures of small snowflakes and snowflakes. The little snowflake seemed very shy and drifted to the other side with the wind.
When it begins to snow, the snowflakes are often not big or dense. For example, catkins float gently with the wind. The wind is blowing harder and harder, the snow is getting denser and denser, and the small snowflake is getting bigger and bigger, like a white net. When the handle is far away, nothing can be seen.
Looking around, Bai Jingjing is full of snow, just like an elegant ink painting. The row of short trees was all covered with snow, and the grass was covered with a layer of snow. The trees and roofs are all white, which is more beautiful and fresh than before.
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