Talking about snow

First, the forgotten street can't wait to watch a snow with you.

Secondly, in snowy days, should I get a big hug, a cup of my favorite coffee, step on the snow hand in hand and listen to the creaking sound, but I still live in my own acre and make this dynamic! !

Third, agree to accompany me to see the first snow. It's snowing. Where are you?

Fourth, snow trees and silver flowers, burning red lips and anger.

5. What are the benefits of snowing? It's fun to crunch on the snow. However, on snowy days, I am worried about how to get home after class, about my mother slipping on a battery car, about the vegetable market with rising prices, and about the itchy hands that can't hold the pen. Alas, it is really distressing.

6. It's snowing! As far as I can remember, it seldom snowed in Beijing in the past two years, and there was even a winter when it hardly snowed. What is a winter without snow? People who grew up in the north feel something is missing. What is this? Probably excited! When I was a child, I thought about making a snowman and having a snowball fight when I saw the snow, and finally I had something new to play with. Now I think of the heavy snow in Beijing six or seven years ago. I rushed out to make a snowman. At that time, Duoduo was still young. Good morning, Beijing!

7. It snowed in Beijing today, and then many Beijingers should think so. The first snow in 20xx came earlier than before. You are sunny and snowing heavily in the south. My cold nights in the north are like spring all the year round.

Eight, from a distance, it is not snow, because there is fragrance.

Nine, a training email was not sent to me, and the tears began to roll again in an instant, still so blx. The only reasonable explanation is that I am not good enough and strong enough ... My mood has been fluctuating recently. When I feel timid, there will be many affirmations. When I feel good about myself, I will be knocked down with a bang ... Alas, it snows in Beijing. ....

Ten, snow trees and silver flowers, burning red lips and anger.

Even the coldest snow will melt. I believe you will melt, too.

Twelve, a snowfall can't stop the indifference of winter; The snow is beautiful, but it is cool, cool to the bottom of my heart.

Thirteen, if you have seen the snow many times, what you expect is not only a simple beauty, but also a kind of missing, a kind of memory, maybe more.

Fourteen. I heard from my sister that it snowed in Beijing ~ The weather in Wuhan is really good ~ ~

It snowed all night and turned the sky into a piece of silver. It snowed all night, smearing my thoughts and solid colors.

16. I heard that it never snowed in Changchun. Today, it is snowing heavily here in Beijing, and it has returned to the northeast in a trance, with red leaves and yellow leaves and white snow.

Seventeen, a small partner in the group said that it snowed in Beijing today. It is so beautiful, just like the spring wind, which comes at night, and I don't know where I am going. When it snows, I feel particularly sad. I want to look up at the sky and cry at 45 degrees, because everyone is eating fried chicken and drinking beer during my class.

Eighteen, excited, want to see the snow; My heart is cold and I am one year older.

19. It began to snow in the north, but my trip to Harbin was postponed indefinitely. It really only takes time and money to go out, but it is not a good thing to get it easily.

Twenty, melting snow is always colder than snowing, and ending is always more painful than starting.

It's snowing. Can we go to Whitehead together without an umbrella?

Twenty-two, a piece of cold plum stands proudly in the snow, just for Yi Xiang.

Twenty-three, I have been walking, walking into this world with you.

I heard it snowed in the north. Last night, I really dreamed that it was snowing outside the window. How beautiful! It is said that it seldom snows in Shanghai, and I suddenly miss the snow that comes to Jiujiang as scheduled every year, every year, Lushan Mountain.

Twenty-five, after a heavy snow, it is only my body that is cold, and my heart is the coolest. What should I use to completely warm the things you have hurt?

Twenty-six, the mood of snow: only the snow monster is still watching the Red Army.

Twenty-seven, it snowed, only to find that the snow is not as cold as my heart.

On Aestheticism in Snow

First, snow is like a small silver bead, like a light rain, like catkins, like poplars, and 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.

If you want to ask me what I like best in winter, count the snowflakes! It's so cute and beautiful. It gently touches the earth and touches our faces! Snowflakes fell on the branches, covered the branches with a white quilt, fell on the wheat fields, and covered the wheat seedlings with a thick cotton-padded jacket! Snowflakes fell on everyone's face, and we felt very refreshing. Snowflake, snowflake, go underground! Let's make a snowman after it rains. Let's have a snowball fight; Let's skate. Spring has come and the snowflakes have disappeared. Snowflake, Snowflake, I hope you will come again next winter!

3. Snowflakes are like cotton, thousands, thousands, like shredded fragments, and thousands of them are floating densely. Like woven Whitestorm, you can't see what is hidden in the distance, only thousands of white dots are flying in the gray sky, and they are floating down from the silver-gray sky, like white butterflies and white maple leaves flying in the air.

Snow, like a blanket on the ground, is covered with hay, and the black land is covered with a white dress. Step on it, like stepping on sugar, making a creaking sound.

5. Look! Small snow grains, like sugar, fluttered in the air, not in a hurry to land, as if reluctant to leave the sky. They quietly jumped into the collars of pedestrians and disappeared silently.

I was very excited when I saw the snow. I forgot the cold and ran out of the house with only one coat on, so I cheered in the garden. Looking up at the sky and seeing snowflakes flying all over the sky, my heart dances with them. Although it is the middle of winter, in order to leave a beautiful world, they still fly unremittingly regardless of the cold. The wind can't stop them, they are the messengers of winter! Freedom, fighting against the sky, it seems that they are the masters of winter. Snow fell quietly on the ground, and before long, the ground was covered with a thin layer of snow. Walk slowly in the snow so as not to wake them.

Seven, snowflakes flying, like countless broken jade scattered by fairies, like white flowers scattered by the Virgin among flowers, flying in the air and chasing, like delicate white chrysanthemums. People can be seen playing with snow everywhere in the playground and gymnasium. Standing, sitting, snowball fights in groups of three or five, and snowmen in groups of four or five, it's very lively. The wind is quiet, Xue Rou, and I will accompany you into a sweet dream.

8. When I came to the bamboo forest in the north of the mountain, I saw them standing resolutely on the grass. When the north wind blew, they shook their heads as if they were not afraid of this cold winter.

9. Snowflakes fall on trees, and put a white sweater on the branches of holly trees to make them beautiful in winter. White snow hung on the branches, furry. If you don't look carefully, you'll think it's a beautiful ornament inserted there. This spectacular sight can't help but remind you of two famous poems: Like the strong wind in spring, it comes at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

Ten, winter, snowflakes fall quietly in the wind, quiet space, let them fly all over the sky, houses, plants, crops, the ground are covered with a layer of flawless white, has become a fairy tale world of powder makeup and jade! Snowflakes are still falling, one after another like daffodils and one after another like white butterflies, giving people the feeling that flowers are falling all over the city when willows are around.

Eleven, the cold wind whistling, with its thick fingers, wantonly grasping the hair of pedestrians, like a needle to stab the skin of pedestrians. Pedestrians have no choice but to buckle their winter clothes tightly, put their hands in their pockets, shrink their necks and act quickly. But the pines and cypresses on both sides of the road are in high spirits, proudly facing the wind, frost, rain and snow, inspiring people to forge ahead.

Twelve, it is so mysterious, they are as light as gauze and as soft as silk, and they come to the world quietly like fairies. This ever-changing snowflake is amazing! Sometimes it falls slowly like a petal; Sometimes it dances like a wisp of catkins; Sometimes it's like clouds of duck down. You hold me and push me down. Walking out of the house, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, and snowflakes are falling slowly, as if butterflies are dancing in the air; Gradually, it snowed harder. One by one, one by one, covering your eyes, it fell on your face when you were not paying attention, and when you reached out to grab it, it slipped out of your hand and kept falling.

13. Flowing snowflakes, fluttering down, see countless snowflakes falling down, as if countless petals were deliberately closed, like dancing for people, and like countless little angels, offering us a fragrant atmosphere. How beautiful!

Fourteen, the snow at dusk, deeply cut, seems to have inextricably linked emotions, and it is as turbulent as sea water, which can drown everything, and there is a sense of nakedness like uncovering the head and tail. Snowflakes are colorful and crystal clear, like soldiers in battle, covered with silver armor, and like pieces of white sails sailing.

15. 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.

Snow is the purest beauty. I would rather live a hard life with winter.

Seventeen, open the curtains and see, what a heavy snow! White and flawless snowflakes fall from the sky and dance like beautiful silver butterflies. The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and snowflakes are flying all over the sky, like smoke and fog, as if the whole world is shrouded in heavy snow.

18. Snow is like a small silver bead, like a light rain, 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.

Nineteen, heavy snow, the snowflake dancing in various positions in the air, or flying, or hovering, or falling straight, spread on the ground. At this moment, everything is beautiful, a person is silent, standing at the window, but the laughter of the snowflake rings in his ear. I can hear their joy.

Twenty, I saw the snow gradually expand, expand, from a trivial sporadic snow to goose feather snow, overwhelming, overwhelming. It is so white, pure and elegant. Xue Mei, it is really beautiful! I really want to reach out and hold a gentle and cool snow and let it melt slowly in my hands. But I dare not. I am afraid that because of my recklessness, I will scare the flying elves and destroy this beautiful ice and snow paradise.

Talking about the snowy space

First, I love its whiteness, like a girl's skin, like a shell rolling in clear water. I dare not touch it, dare not approach it, for fear that this shy whiteness will disappear in my hot warm current. There are no birds in a hundred mountains and no footprints in a thousand roads. I know it's not your fault. Only rotten and dirty things won't touch your face. I am deeply in love with you, watching your charming figure climb up my coat, my collar and the roar of the wind, just like jealousy, happiness overflows my brow.

Second, the house turns white, the tree turns white and the earth turns white. There is a thick layer of snow on the house and the roof is flat, sharp and round. The tree was dressed in white and stood on both sides of the road, like a soldier. From a distance, there is a white carpet on the ground, and people wearing all kinds of clothes walk on it, just like embroidered beautiful flowers on the carpet.

3. In the air, crystal snowflakes are flying like light jade butterflies.

Fourth, people who swim in winter have ever thought about taking a bath with the flame of snow! Shiny land, shall I go to the afterlife or return to the previous life? I often meditate on the edge of this black and white snow, which marks the boundary of all journeys.

The streets were covered with snow, and some people fell down. All the friends cheered and did an interesting activity together, including running, snowball fights, making snowmen, skating competitions, etc ..... We seemed to have entered a beautiful fairy tale world.

Six, soft little snowflakes fall down. Gradually, the little snowflake becomes bigger, thicker and denser.

Seven, it doesn't rain in winter, even the snowflakes are stingy with its beauty, so far there has only been one snow, 20 12 This is not a romantic winter.

Eight, it's snowing. First of all, small snowflakes fall gently like catkins. Then it gets bigger and bigger, and it's tight for a while.

Nine, snow, I love you, I love your purity. You decorated the earth with silvery white, and how beautifully you dressed it.

Ten, I stare at the sky, close my eyes and let the snowflake linger with me. I seem to hear snowflakes singing softly in my ears, as if I heard the piano sound coming from the distant sky.

When it began to snow, it was accompanied by light rain. Soon, I saw goose feather-like snowflakes falling from the sky with dense clouds, and the ground turned white for a while.

Twelve, the cold winter has come, and after a heavy snow, the whole East Red has become a world of powder makeup and jade. The willow trees are covered with silver bars, and the lawn is covered with silver wires.

Thirteen, the snow at dusk, deeply cut, seems to have inextricably linked emotions, and it is as turbulent as sea water, which can drown everything, and there is a sense of nakedness like uncovering the head and tail. Snowflakes are crystal clear and varied, like soldiers going to war, wearing silver armor, and like pieces of white sails sailing.

14. 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.

In the morning after the snow, I came to Beishan Park with my sleigh. I saw white snowflakes, and I really couldn't bear to step on them. When I was walking on the stone road in Beishan, I heard a creaking sound.

Sixteen, the willow trees that have lost all their leaves are covered with fluffy shiny silver bars; Evergreen pines and cypresses in winter and summer are full of fluffy pines and heavy snowballs.

Seventeen, silvery white, dancing in the cold sky, dancing and spinning, drunk with beauty. I love snow, its dazzling whiteness blooms in the cold winter when everything is dying, like a refined flower fairy, which paints the bleak everywhere. Make an eyebrow. In the cold wind, I became your affectionate companion, and the wilderness was like your pretty loneliness. Love is not only wandering in the air, but also a beautiful rest after landing.

The mountains are covered with snowflakes, the houses are covered with snow, the fields are full of wet and cold ice, and some people are having snowball fights, skating and making snowmen. I accidentally fell down, I fell down a slope, I slipped down, I felt so cold and icy, but I was very happy! !

Nineteen, glittering and translucent snowflakes fall on my palm, which looks transparent. Slowly, it melts.

Twenty, fine snow began to dance, and my heart jumped with it. The falling cold didn't melt. I don't know what to wait for. I confessed and even counted my tears.

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!

Twenty-two, you are a rose in winter, enchanting in white. I love flying snow. I am not afraid of the cold, the cold wind, the loneliness without company on the boundless land and the incomprehensible loneliness in the boundless wilderness. Just like the love of roses, those thin thorns guard shyness and coldness, but it is difficult to resist the fiery heat of my courage. If life is cold and snowy, it blooms alone in the wind, and the passionate flowers are fleeting and floating in the spring. I like snow. If birds of a feather flock together, I am willing to indulge in hearty madness, dance with you and fight against the impenetrability and conjecture of this world. Snow is like plum blossoms, and plum blossoms are like snow. They are all exotic flowers and plants, and the beautiful double flowers are the envy of the world.

Talking about the mood when it snows

1, "Wow, it's snowing!" "No, God is tearing his winter vacation homework."

2. Pure snow washes the dirty world and only meets the quiet earth.

3. Winter morning, bright sunshine, clean and peaceful snow, everything is as beautiful as I like her.

It is said that it has never snowed in Changchun. Today, it is snowing heavily here in Beijing, and it has returned to the northeast in a trance, with red leaves and yellow leaves and white snow.

At first glance, all the dead leaves have fallen. The distant sunset put on a wedding dress and dyed the whole forest enchanting red. Canxue covered the fallen leaves and decorated the mottled earth.

It is snowing outside. If you don't give me a hug, please buy me a coat.

7. Miss in autumn is falling, snow in winter is falling, love for you is falling and sprouting, tossing and turning endlessly in the beautiful sentence of flying snow.

8. It's 29 degrees today. Sleep like a dream. It snows in Yangquan. I may get up early to see the snow. My balcony can be covered with snow, although it is easy to dry. The heating at home must be very warm. Be sure to eat a bowl of mutton soup when it snows. You can also step on squeaky snow at night. Anyway, I want to go home.

9. Did it snow when I woke up? Yes, I still like the world of white packages. The only fly in the ointment is that little friends are not around, and snowball fights are an extravagant hope.

10, when it started to snow, it was accompanied by light rain. Soon, I saw goose feather-like snowflakes falling from the sky with dense clouds, and the ground turned white for a while.

1 1, such a beautiful snowy day, I finally left it all in my memory and forgot to record it with images …

12, it often snows in my heart. No matter what the weather is, it always freezes suddenly, so it is impossible to talk about it.

13, the last time I saw it snowing in Chongqing, I was estimated to be only 5/6 years old. It's been many years, and it's really hard to get the second snow in Chongqing.

14, it snows. I will cut down the lucky firewood for you, burn the healthy flame, and flash the spark of happiness. May it warm you all winter and make you happy, healthy and happy every day!

15, it was snowing heavily, and the snowflake danced in various postures in the air, flying and hovering, or falling straight and quickly and laying on the ground. At this moment, everything is beautiful, one is silent, standing at the window, but the laughter of those snowflakes echoes in my ears. I can hear their joy.