Beautiful sentences describing winter

1, the night when winter comes, it is always so quiet, the crowd in the street gradually dissipates, the cold air passes by, and the street lamps are still working quietly; A person, quietly facing the dark night, quietly writing down his feelings, and then savoring the ups and downs of passing by, looking at himself. What's left? Perhaps, there is nothing, perhaps, I already have the world (a flower, a world, a leaf and a Buddha).

2. Listening to the wind on the playground, the powerful wind that fills every corner, the unstable wind that makes people stand, and the biting cold make me feel a sense of pleasure. The wind runs through my whole body, and some tedious troubles and worries drift away with the wind.

It is in full bloom. Its colors are even more colorful: big red, pink, milky white, deep purple, yellow, really like a fairy coming down to earth, making cyclamen extremely charming and beautiful!

It's cold, and there are window grilles on the glass of the room, which have various shapes, some like snowflakes, branches, vines of trees, some like ponies and deer. This cold is the most direct and vivid expression of childhood. I remember lying on the kang in bed, staring at the window grilles with my eyes open in the morning, curled up under the bed and didn't want to get up. I didn't remember it until my parents cooked breakfast and called it many times. I don't want to pout and get dressed. Even, simply don't get up and cover the quilt to eat.

The deep winter in my hometown is extremely cold. In some years, ice and snow never melt. At this time, children have more opportunities to skate. Of course, no matter how cold it is, there are times when it is warm. At this time, the sun shone on the house and the house smiled. According to the earth, it seems that the earth is saying: the footsteps of winter are getting farther and farther, can spring be far behind? Yes, the four seasons change, and the arrival of winter is only the transition of spring. Spring, summer, autumn and winter are all the same, but each season has its own unique beauty, and I prefer the winter in my hometown, with snow and sunshine, to accompany each other.

6. Several children are playing by the pool on campus, and the old people are sitting by the pool in groups of three, 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.

7. In winter, he walked out of the cool breeze at the beginning. As night falls, the cold wind is like a drunk, wandering in front of every house in the small town on the snowy plain, sometimes letting go of his throat and growling, and sometimes breathing wearily. The bare branches trembled and swayed in the fierce wind, and the moon hid in the clouds as if afraid of the cold. People are trembling and walking in the street with their hands covered. The wind is unbridled and chilly, pouring into people's skirts and blowing into people's hearts. The trees creaked, and the wind swept through the branches and leaves, dancing like the devil's claws. In winter, it shows its charm to people with its own uniqueness!

8, sigh, beauty is always short-lived. Then, please listen to the sound of flowers before the beauty disappears; Specially go to see the splendor of moths fighting the fire; Leave deep affection and give love to fate; Leave appreciation to friendship; Leave efforts to young people; Indifferent to natural scenery.

9. The sun just rose to the top of the mountain and was covered by the bright red morning glow. Sunlight shines through the cracks in the clouds, like countless dragons spouting golden waterfalls.

10, the world after the snow is decorated with continuous snow, and the jade leaves of Qiongzhi are smashed to pieces. It is really a gratifying scene of abundant snow. The heavy snow comes with the cold winter, and the streets seem to be silver, so bright and brilliant. Long icicles hung in front of the eaves like crystal daggers, and the breath of pedestrians turned into white smoke.

1 1, the sky is as blue as washing, and the bright sunshine shines down from the dense gaps of pine needles, forming a thick beam of light, illuminating the tree-lined trees with a veil-like mist.

12, heavy snow in winter, flying all over the sky. The earth is wrapped in silver and covered with new silver. Many plants withered because of the unbearable cold in winter. Only it stands proudly, guarding the flowers and trees along the lawn and around the flower beds. It's Holly.

13, the top of the mountain is all white, and the blue sky is inlaid with a silver edge. On the hillside, there is thick snow in some places and grass color in some places.

14, along the greenhouse path, my eyes suddenly lit up. I saw a unique flower with a very special shape, which is Honolulu. The flowers in Honolulu are very special, just like a slipper, and the slender leaves beside them are just like the shoelaces of the slipper, so cute! I like it very much. We walked through the dense forest and came to a greenhouse full of cactus, cactus trees and cactus balls, as if we were in Hainan. Cactus is green, tall and lush. I found a cactus on the ground that is not green or yellow, but white. It's Pulsatilla chinensis. Pulsatilla looks like a white-haired old man from a distance.

15. The leaves left on the poplar are swaying in the winter wind, and it seems that they will fall from the tree, but they are not worried, because the wind dolls will blow them to the ground smoothly every time. Just because a leaf didn't catch it and accidentally fell from the tree doesn't mean its life is over. He will wait quietly in the fallen place, waiting for time to bury it and other leaves in the soil and become the nourishment of the tree.

16, at this time, I looked at the distant mountain again. You see, the dwarf pine on the mountain is getting darker and darker, and there is a bun of white flowers on the top of the tree, like a Japanese wet nurse. The top of the mountain is all white, and there is a silver edge on the blue sky. In some places on the hillside, the snow is thick, and in some places, the grass color is still exposed. In this way, one is white and the other is dark yellow, and the mountain is covered with a floral dress with water patterns.

17, the early winter morning is full of vitality. The breezy north wind blew the branches down! Just like welcoming Dong Er! Maybe, I have a soft spot for winter! The breezy north wind has become warmer!

18, the snow gradually stopped, the house. The tree is covered with a piece of white, and everything has become a world wrapped in white. When you step on the ground, you will creak from time to time, and there will always be a string of beautiful footprints behind you. The wind blows gently, and the snow that stays on the branches falls, like jade snow powder dancing with the wind.

19, the snow is crystal clear, pure and flawless, natural and simple, lingering, like a swan bouncing off Yuhua, and like a pear flower swaying by a jade person. Snow fell on the ground, gently and silently, covering the earth with a quilt. Sometimes, the snow is smaller, floating down like a reed flower, covering the ground, thin, like a gauze coat on the ground.

20. Not far away, there is a bamboo forest. Bamboo is green and tall, and the wind rattles it. I think of a poem: I insist that the castle peak is not relaxed, rooted in broken rocks, still strong after many trials, and the wind blows everywhere. Bamboo is one of the three friends of Lao Leng. In this winter, I feel the tenacity and tenacity of life.

2 1. The earth is covered with thick white snow, soft and flawless. Looking around, the vast land is covered with silver, the north wind is blowing, thousands of trees are covered with silver flowers, and white snow waves come and go. Branches wrapped in ice and snow are like Yushu honeysuckle with different shapes.

22. The warm sunshine, through the dense leaves, turned into golden dots.

23. Winter is a season full of endless happiness. Many children like skating, playing on the ice, having snowball fights and making snowmen. The children's laughter is naive, naive and pure! Their laughter makes winter no longer silent and lonely. Because their laughter is like an angel, snowflake is the messenger they invited.

24. Snowflakes flying all over the sky are like feathers and jade chips. They danced lightly in the sky, as light as smoke and as soft as catkins. They are so pure and clear. They are very light, so light that they are silent. Every snowflake is like a melodious and fresh music, like a light and harmonious poem.

25. It snows heavily in winter, and small snowflakes bounce down like elves, bringing a chill to people. Although Miss Chun can't wait to get on the job, Snowflake, the angel of winter, seems to be particularly attached to the beauty of the world and won't leave for a long time. No, it snows heavily today.

In winter in the countryside, the fields are covered with a thin layer of frost. Through that thin layer of frost, you can see the hard land below, hard and cracked. The newly unearthed wheat seedlings in the field are so timid that the original green leaves have obviously been labeled with their own unique labels in winter, like the frozen face of children in winter. In winter, the sound in the field is even stronger, which makes people who walk alone feel scared. The trunk has no ground, but it is swaying with the wind, like crying and dancing wildly.

27. Dark clouds are gathering in the leaden sky. Goose-feather-like snowflakes are falling in succession, falling on the house, like delicate cream cakes in a cake shop, with a fragrance of ten miles; Snow falls on the tree, and the tree seems to have pulled out jade branches and opened silver flowers; Snow falls on the earth, and the earth is like a piece of drawing paper. The chicken stepped on it and drew a picture of bamboo leaves. The kitten passed by and printed some small plum blossoms. Very interesting!

28. Standing at the window watching the winter season and listening to the singing, scenery and rhythm of the winter wind, who said that winter is a desolate season? In fact, winter is to accumulate strength in the cold wind and frost, and sing white and bright and winter perseverance in the rustling cold wind. There is an uncomfortable depression in the countryside in winter. The weeping willow in spring is a seed of love, the lotus pond in summer is a kind of love, the golden harvest in autumn is a kind of maturity, and winter looks incredible. Perhaps, because natural selection is difficult to show their vitality in winter, it is not suppressed by the cold. It is the most tacit combination of a higher realm of life and everything.

29. On both sides of the road, the leaves on the branches turned yellow, and the once vibrant grass could not hold on, some fell down and some withered. On the mountain, except for the pine and cypress, there is a yellow scene everywhere.

30. Sad winter, monotonous white, haunting the earth. Winter represents the arrival of spring, and the cold is about to pass. After winter, it's spring with a hundred flowers! Spring smells of flowers and birds, but I prefer quiet, pale and unique winter.

3 1, in winter, there is a kind of refined beauty. Everything in the vast sky and the earth is white. Occasionally, it feels more unique to decorate a few red berries. In any case, it reveals its light and pure theme.

32. Early in the morning, there are chattering children in the street. The children hold red hands like purple buds and ginger, and seven or eight make a snowman together. Although the snowman is only a lot up and down, it is very white and bright. The children made his eyes out of coal balls, cut them out of paper into the shape of his mouth, painted them deep red and stuck them on the snowman's face. In this way, the snowman is ready. The children clapped their hands, nodded, laughed at him and cheered for him. They seem to forget the cold and their hearts are full of hope.

I like winter and snow. Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, like thousands of angels in white, revealing the breath of winter to people. Snow is the messenger of winter, and it will bring good news to people.

The brown tree is dressed in white, the house is wearing a white hat, and Mother Earth is wearing a white skirt. The little angels took Sister Snowflake's little hand and flew down gently with their wings. Whenever this time, I always pester my cousin, cousin and brother to come out to play. Mother earth has also become a hundred brides, only those twigs have pink smiling faces, ah! Plum blossoms are so tenacious It also wears a white pearl necklace, how beautiful it is!

35. On the campus in early winter, whether staring at the blue-and-white sky or overlooking the weak trees, this picture touched by the cold wind is always covered with a thick layer of coolness. It was very cold, and in the afternoon, I couldn't shoot a ray of sunshine from the clouds. The sky is gray, and only snow is dancing.

36. Early winter is not as sacred and solemn as mid-winter, and autumn gives people the joy of harvest. However, it carries a unique beauty, which makes me nostalgic. Reminds me of warm sunshine, bright smile and youthful vigor. Winter represents the need of a life experience and the persistence of life in difficult days. In fact, only after experiencing dryness, glory and coolness will it show beautiful charm. The early winter in front of us has a unique taste and poetry.

37. In winter, it is very cold. To tell the truth, I don't want it to come, but when it comes, I have a strange feeling.

38. The fiery red rising sun has just penetrated the sea level, adding a touch of rose to the beautiful and quiet sea.

39. The snow finally stopped, the vast fields were white, and the houses and mountains were covered with silver. Snow, like clouds of soft goose feathers, stirred a chaotic beach during the day and paved it exceptionally flat.

40. In winter, she is a sacred symbol. When the snow and ice cross the threshold of winter, the whole world is condensed by the north. The lake and river are covered with a thick layer of ice, the houses and pavilions are silent in the snow, the mounds and ridges are intoxicated by the silver light, and the mountains dance with the silver snake. This is the original wax. Such as the bright moon, the branches blooming like pear blossoms, the continuous catkins swimming in the air, and the dream angel feathers falling from the sky, the whole world has entered the snow country, all of which are intoxicated. Dressed in red, it looks particularly enchanting.

4 1. When it snows, flakes of snow fall from the sky. After a while, the mountain is white, the house is white, and everything outside the window is white. Snow fell on our palms, trying to see what shape it was, but it turned into a drop of water, flawless and crystal clear.

42. The biting cold wind blew away the joy of people's harvest, and the heavy snow covered all the noise and sunny mood. In the cold wind, the topic of hating winter spread all over the city with the wind as the carrier, and also reached my ears in winter. But winter is not sad, she is still so calm and natural. She knows that as time goes by, her children will go home in spring soon.

43. In winter in the south, there is neither wind nor cold. But for a southerner who is used to the warmth and care of the sun, this is enough. In winter in the south, there is no rooster at dawn and there is less smoke in the kitchen. There are only deep dog barks and lingering fog in front of the door. I don't know what winter will bring me, but it brings me silence first.

In fact, winter is as changeable as summer. There is still a ray of setting sun in the morning, and gradually, silver snowflakes will float in the sky. At first, snowflakes were faintly visible and hard to find, as if there were gods in the sky, and a few tiny snow particles were scattered at will. Slowly, the snow particles turned into snowflakes, falling lightly and slowly like goose feathers, whirling and flying, like a jade leaf and silver flower sown by a goddess. It's really as big as Yanshan snowflake, and it has blown off Xuanyuantai.

45. I like the flying snowflakes in Shanghai. It is snow white and as beautiful as a flower. It seems to be lighter than air, not falling from the air, but being rolled up from the ground by the air. However, it is like a living creature, like a group of gnats at dusk in summer, like bees in the honey-flowing period in spring. Its busy flight, up or down, fast or slow, or close to people, or holding people in the gap, seems to have its own will and purpose.

46. Snowflakes are as white as jade. Is it General Xiaotian sent by the Heavenly Palace or the jade leaf falling from the laurel tree in the Moon Palace? Snowflakes are like beautiful jade butterflies, dancing with ecstasy; Like a dandelion blown off; Like flying; Like a little white flower given by an angel; Scattered and gathered, fluttering leisurely, gently Ying Ying, is undoubtedly the masterpiece of the earth! I saw the snow in front of me as naughty as a butterfly, falling under the eaves for a while, falling on the branches for a while, and floating on the faces of pedestrians from time to time.

47. There was no snow in early winter this year. He has been waiting for the first snow in winter. His first love has ended 10 years, but the snow hasn't come yet. She quietly guards, waiting to recall Xue Fei's past dances and expel her cold body.

48. That ray of sunshine, the cold sky is full of rosy clouds, and the frosted earth is immersed in the cold. Through the gap of fog, countless light and shadow fall on the earth. I fantasize about reaching out and trying to catch that ray of winter sunshine, but it always slips through my fingers without a trace.

49. Dear baby, do you know? I was really lucky to find you in the crowd. Everything has become affectionate, and I have a sustenance in my heart. Your departure has taken away too much and my habits, leaving only the indifference in the darkness every night. Acacia is a disaster.

50. As the saying goes, a day's work lies in the morning. Everyone should cherish this precious time in the morning. You see, those little athletes practice running under the guidance of their coaches. They chased each other, not only not feeling cold, but also steaming on their heads! Old people are devoting themselves to exercise. As soon as I entered the campus, I heard reading in the classroom. Sound. I stepped up my steps, walked into the classroom, took out my book and read aloud!

5 1, there are some straws scattered in the ancestral hall, which looks a bit messy. There is a stone mill beside it, and now it's gone. I started screaming in my ear. It's like going back many years. In winter, he will push the stone mill up with several uncles, and a slightly older sister will scoop some rice in the hole in the center of the stone mill from time to time, and the milky homogenate is gurgling.

52. With the chilly wind, the yellow leaves fell into the arms of Mother Earth.

53. In early winter, fallen leaves fall, and when I see them, I can't help feeling sad. Autumn has gone, leaving only a corpse, tumbling in the pit of the hot desert. Although the fallen leaf has passed away, it will revive next spring. The superstar was damaged, but the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead and followed his footsteps.

54. Winter silently tests life and exercises strength and courage. If there is no winter, life will be smooth sailing, and life will be tasteless and dull. Only the strong can survive in this world, and the weak will be eliminated. Winter is a strict teacher. When you can't stand setbacks, failures and exercises, it will cross you off without hesitation. Winter is kind and fair. When you eat, drink and be merry in spring, summer and autumn, don't forget that winter will test you.

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

56. Chimonanthus praecox blooms most vigorously in cold winter. After it snows, wintersweet can be clearly seen in the snow. I haven't seen wintersweet in other seasons, but I still have no regrets. Bloom your best moment in the coldest winter and add a touch of color to the cold winter.

57. The tree is full of snow, just like a string of marshmallows on the tree; There is snow on the mountain, just like the mountain wearing a fur coat; The road is also snow, and we crunched on it; There is thick ice on the edge of the house; The snow on the roof is connected like a white ocean. Some pedestrians on the road put their hands in their pockets; Some put their hands in their sleeves; The others have been shaking and don't know what to do. I dress like a polar bear.

58. The sun is always so warm in winter. Say goodbye to last night's sadness, unload the whole body's fatigue, crawl in front of the computer, write such an article for you with the warmth of sunshine, and hope to give you a ray of warm sunshine in this winter without me.

59. Walking along the path and on the edge of the ridge, a bed of green wheat seedlings shows off their light dance in the cold wind. In the form of group army, they splash ink on the land in winter with a beautiful ink painting background, and the green is refreshing everywhere; Rows of mulberry leaves have all fallen off, leaving dry branches to meet the cold wind. Look carefully, the branches are covered with dandelion seeds, like a thin layer of feather yarn. Looking into the distance, mulberry trees are arranged neatly, like soldiers, carrying knives and guns to meet the challenge of winter. On the edge of the ridge, the leaves of broad beans are fan-shaped, like the ears of countless earth, happily listening to the sound of life jointing. Who says plants and trees wither in winter? Isn't this green broad bean the messenger of spring?

60. Winter is majestic and heartless. However, in winter, plum blossom seems to have a special feeling for winter. Look, it's beautiful and colorful to open against the wind and snow. You must have seen how admirable and intoxicating Shuang Ling Aoxue's iron bones, slender branches and fragrant stamens are. Isn't the beauty of plum blossoms given in winter?

6 1. In the evening, large snowflakes fall from the dark sky. At the moment, mountains, rivers, fields and villages are all covered with snow.

62. In the cold winter, under the sunshine, they play, chase and blow bubbles. The bubbles in the sun are colorful, constantly changing colors, as if full of colorful dreams. Sitting on the soft grass, reflecting the sunshine and looking at the sky, we waved to the beautiful hope and future. Sunshine is the best gift for us, chasing dark clouds for us and putting a radian smile on our faces.

63. Early winter mornings are beautiful. A thin layer of fog floated gently in the air. The laughter of pedestrians and the horn of cars are intertwined in this haze. All these indicate the beginning of a new day. When the less dazzling sunlight hits the top of the mountain, the fog slowly spreads like a curtain, and the earth gradually appears in the warmth of winter.

64. In the cold winter, the river changed its former liveliness and seemed to fall asleep quietly.

65. When winter comes, when the cold wind blows, my face is like a knife. The fairy snow in winter falls from the sky beautifully and dances to every corner of the world. Inadvertently, it has taken the roof, trees, grass and roads as its own stage, competing to perform.

66. With the heavy snow, people seem to have come to an elegant and quiet realm, a crystal clear fairy tale world. The fragrance of pine trees and the ice fragrance of snow give people a cool comfort. Everything is filtering, everything is sublimating, and even my heart is purifying and becoming pure and beautiful.

67. The most attractive, unique, representative and lovely nature in winter is snow. Although snow is rare in Tongnan, it is still what we yearn for. The whiteness, delicacy and wonder of the snow are really amazing. I fantasize: how beautiful it is to be covered with a layer of silvery white after a heavy snow!

68. The winter wind, like a horn, makes a whining sound. Hearing this, the children immediately put on thick clothes. When the small animals heard this, they all began to get busy: some were stepping up grain transportation to prepare for not going hungry in winter; Some eat and drink, because they don't eat or drink for a long time, so they need to store energy now; When the tree heard this, it took off its green clothes and put on its golden winter clothes. Only pine and cypress are different. It is still dressed in green.

69. In the breath of the winter wind, we can still smell the aroma of baked sweet potatoes, kebabs and fried oil cakes, as if we were back to childhood, the past and that wonderful time.

70. Winter is coming. It doesn't snow in the south in winter, so people living here can't appreciate the splendor of the snow scene in Wan Li, can't dance with the snowflakes, and can't witness the grand occasion that the spring breeze melts the rain and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees at night.

7 1, Snow White is like a small silver bead, like a raindrop, like catkins and poplars. It hangs a white sky for us. Looking up through the sparse snow curtain, the tall buildings in the distance are vaguely like fog and clouds, which are particularly beautiful. I stepped on the wet road, and there came a garrulous and proud voice in my ear: Look, I'm coming.