On the beauty of grassland after snow

Writing ideas: You can write about the unique gesture of hometown in winter, such as winter is not as gorgeous as spring, not as lively as summer, not as leisurely as autumn, but it has its unique beauty. The north wind roared, like thousands of people shouting at the top of their lungs in the valley, and the whole world was full of voices.

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The biting north wind finally broke through the defense line of Seqiu, just like the mist surrounded by it. During the fog, the red leaves and green hills were swept back and forth by the thin fog, which covered the winter city with a layer of gauze. So strong and so ethereal. Winter is not gorgeous in spring, lively in summer and leisurely in autumn, but it has its unique beauty.

The beauty in winter is a kind of hazy beauty, which makes people have a distant reverie: a world is quietly watching in the snow, intoxicated with it and infatuated with the world, right?

The north wind roared, like thousands of people shouting at the top of their lungs in the valley, and the whole world was full of voices. Inadvertently, snowflakes danced and stirred like moths, and the world suddenly turned gray, flapping its wings like white swans, dancing like catkins, and falling in mid-air. The wind suddenly lifted these lovely spirits and danced like a light girl. Look, every piece of snow is hexagonal, and each corner is divided into star, needle and cylinder ... it's really varied.

Gradually, the snow became denser and turned into white jelly beans, like silver beads and water drops. They fell flat as if in a hurry to tell someone a good news. If you encounter an angry wind, the snow will be densely woven; If you swim against the current, you will fly over and throw yourself into the embrace of the earth. This spirit of freedom can't help but make my heart drift to Han Yu's "Who will cut and carve the snow on the flat ground into words or even smallpox?"

After a heavy snow, the sky is as blue as the sea. Looking around, it's all white, shining with continuous silver light. The top of the mountain is like a silver palace; A few leisurely white clouds, half embedded in the blue sky and half stuck on the mountain. Tianshan mountains are connected into a pleasing picture.

There is a fairyland-like beauty in winter, but only one kind of flower is free and easy in winter. The golden light of winter still shines on the light wall, and every blooming and half-blooming wintersweet is beautiful and fragrant in the forest. Winter snow is like "weak water, only take a spoonful of water to concentrate on plum blossoms" and "a string of scarlet knots dotted with delicate pride". Lin praised this flower for its narcissism. Lofty flowers are no better than elegant peonies and lotus flowers stained with mud. The spirit of plum blossom "cold ling alone" makes people feel warm.

This is winter in my hometown.