On the description of snow in grade one

On the description of snow in grade one

With the rapid development of mobile Internet and social networks, more and more people are keen to publish stories and record their daily lives on social platforms. What kind of conversation is special? The following is my description of snow in grade one, I hope it will help you.

On the description of senior one snow: 1 1. I hope it will be winter year after year. You said to accompany me to see the snow!

2. With such heavy snow, is the sky white?

I promised to accompany me to see the first snowflake. It's snowing. Where are you?

4, pure snow, washed away the dirty world, only the quiet earth.

It snowed, only to find that the snow is not as cold as my heart.

6. A boat with a leaf and a bamboo coat, fishing for snowflakes in the Hanjiang River alone.

7. Snow, what lovely snow! So quietly falling, falling, falling on the mountain, falling on the field, falling on the eaves; White mountains, white soil, white roofs, thousands of branches and thousands of crystal bars have become silver corals in the silver sea.

8. Rain is a tear from the heart; Snow is as cold as ice, but it can't bear to lose its softness, but it is sentimental.

9. The cold air is a bit astringent. Why not make people cry? Let me cry in the snow for a while.

10, a sudden snowfall, so pure that all dreams are disillusioned in an instant, and the frozen love period makes the pain become forever.

1 1, the heavy snow comes with the cold winter, and the streets seem to be silver, so bright and brilliant, like long icicles.

12. Snowflakes were floating in the night sky, and people were shaking when they landed. Since you are heartless, I regret it again. Love is clear, and the snow here remains the same.

13, it's raining, I'm thinking about you. It's snowing and my heart is bleeding.

14, I still remember the snow that accompanied me all night. I couldn't look forward to the blooming season and buried all my enthusiasm in this cold snowy night.

15, the coldest thing is not the snowy day, but your hand hidden in your sleeve.

16, heavy snow, you can't erase the trace of our being together.

17, a sudden snowfall, so pure, buried me in your world.

18, the snow fell, the grass turned yellow, the tree withered, and you left.

19, such a heavy snow, such a late night, I don't know why I suddenly remembered that I've never, ever experienced a snow with you.

20. It is snowing here. Are you okay?

On the description of the first day snow: 2 1. Winter is as white as snow, and Leng Yan is pure, which can explain my pure memory. The memory of winter condenses into dense fog in the sky, melts into thick snow in Yuan Ye, forms thin ice on the lake, turns into plain rime in the Woods, blooms into faint flowers on the window panes, weaves beautiful pictures on the mountains, dreams faintly in people's hearts and ripples in my memory.

2. It was snowing heavily, and the snowflake danced in various postures in the air, or flew, or circled, or fell straight and quickly and spread on the ground.

Look, Miss Winter gave us a present that she has been preparing for a year. The white hexagonal block is like an elf falling into the world. Their light and petite bodies and white clothes are like glittering butterflies flying in the air. They quickly enveloped the whole earth with overwhelming power. Everything is dyed white.

When school is over in the afternoon, there is heavy snow like goose feather in the sky. Heavy snow is falling and flying all over the sky. The trees on the car on the roof seem to be covered with silver; The lawn of the crop garden in the field is covered with a snow-white quilt. The whole world was dyed white. How beautiful!

5, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, just like shredded cotton wool, slowly floating. They landed on the grass, on the roof and on the branches of the road. Soon, the earth was covered with snow and turned into a vast expanse of whiteness.

6. Snowflakes are still floating gently outside the window. I closed my eyes slightly and thought nothing. I listened to the sound of snow quietly, just trying to make my restless dust feel a little calm.

7. Snow covered the whole city. People were so happy that they rushed into the "position" like ants who exploded the pot, and they had a long-awaited snowball fight with each other. The white dog ran like lightning in the wide snow, and there was a scene of silver dragons flying.

8. 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.

9. Try to stand alone on the road in winter, look up at the sky and watch pieces of white clouds floating over my head. It's just that my heart is hollowed out and there is no support. My friend said that I was like a child at that time-naive but helpless, always trying to comfort her with my hands. I want to know.

10, snow makes people feel only one word-cold. The earth is silvery white and clean, but snowflakes still fall from the sky like catkins, cotton and goose feathers.

1 1, it's snowing, and crystal snowflakes fall from the sky, just like a white butterfly, spreading its beautiful wings and dancing lightly and beautifully. Snow falls on the roof of the teaching building, like a palace in the fairy tale kingdom. Flying snowflakes are like those lovely elves in the story. They casually dressed up branches and flower beds on the playground. Everywhere they go, there are happy figures everywhere. The silvery white campus looks particularly beautiful.

12, in the evening, large tracts of snowflakes fall from the dark sky. At the moment, mountains, rivers, fields and villages are all covered with snow.

13, after a while, it snowed harder and harder, and a large white curtain hung between heaven and earth. Snow fell on the opposite roof, like a white quilt. The trees and the ground are covered with white clothes and white blankets. After a while, the cold wind blew, and the silver light flashed in the falling snowflakes, and everything around it was suddenly immersed in the silver world.

14, the snow at dusk seems to be inextricably linked with emotions. It is as turbulent as sea water and can drown everything. Snowflakes are crystal clear and have thousands of forms, some hexagonal, some thin and some big. The scenery in the snow is magnificent, and only a piece of silver can be seen, as if the whole world were wrapped in silver.

15, you see, winter is dry and cold, but the snow is irregular. I don't know where to go in the snow In this weather, people still call cold cotton-padded clothes, cotton trousers, down jackets, hats and scarves, and wrap them in electric blankets at night. The hot water bottle is not cold. Don't let the cold near it.

16, it snows. Snowflakes fell from the sky, and willow trees were covered with white gauze. Pines and cypresses are not afraid, but they still stand there. Snow puts a white hat on the house and covers the earth with a thick quilt.

17, it snows. Small white snowflakes fall from the sky, just like beautiful silver butterflies dancing. 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, wow, it snows heavily! Snowflakes like goose feathers are falling from the air one by one. The trees and grass on the roof are white, and even the cars driving on the road seem to put on white cotton-padded clothes overnight. This is the biggest snow I have ever seen. I can't wait to run downstairs to feel the wonderful feeling brought by the heavy snow. Snowflakes are flying in the air like elves, gently floating on my face, cool.

19, maybe the snow is so hard to meet, today's snow is so white, today's snow is so heavy, and today's snow is so nonstop. Upstairs and downstairs are all white, and upstairs and downstairs is a telephone. Snow is so beautiful, with regular shape but irregular beauty.

20. How long has it been like this? Looking at the snow all over the sky, thinking about the past. What I think of is how much love has died in the heavy snow of reality.

When unexpected snowflakes, such as the beautiful zhanghua, suddenly come, there is only dusty joy in my heart, just like reunion, which knocks on the door of the years. The once dull story burns out the candlelight on the case and illuminates the yellowed book in my hand.

2. I woke up in the morning and opened the window to see that it was snowing heavily outside. I was so happy that I quickly got dressed and rushed to the yard to jump in the snow! You see, there is a thick layer of snow on those pine trees in the yard, but the pine trees are not afraid of cold at all, and they are still green and erect, and Chimonanthus praecox is not afraid of cold, and flowers are blooming in the snow.

Third, the snowflake falls gently and falls on the shoulder. How did nature create them? It's so touching. I couldn't help but reach out and want to see what kind of posture these six-petal crystal flowers are, but unexpectedly they disappeared in my palm and slipped through my fingers. No matter how gorgeous it was, it could not escape the clutches of death.

Fourth, snow is sprinkled on the earth, in dark corners, and everywhere where white is needed. Snowflakes fall like flowers, not like fairies. They danced with noble bodies and flew out of the sky screen with deep chill. Every landing is a warm hug and kiss to the earth. Maybe she doesn't want to disturb the people who are sleeping, and always falls to the ground gently and comes to the world silently.

Snowflakes fall from the sky, just like dancers dancing from the air, beautiful and moving; After landing, it is like putting a white cotton-padded jacket on the earth. When the snow falls to a certain extent, you will hear the sound of clicking and clicking when you step on it. It's so beautiful. The most fun game is to make a snowman. The snowman is white, just like an old woman, so kind and amiable.

Sixth, the snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the dry branches are decorated with snow, which is no longer monotonous; The parked vehicles on the roadside turned into pure white windows and white roofs, like cartoon dreams; The red lanterns hung high at the entrance of the community are getting redder and redder at the top because of the snow; The school playground and table tennis table are covered with snow, a picture wrapped in white.

7. Our life can't be like a southern province forever, and our winter may come at any time. But as long as we remember, no matter how cold it is in winter, we can see white butterfly-like snowflakes flying at will. Please firmly believe that winter is coming and snowflakes are in full bloom!

Eight, the song of Winter Snow is so beautiful. Every winter, it repeatedly sings pure songs, light voices and strict laws. I think this snow song should be not only the unique music in winter, but also the song of everyone's life.

9. Wake up in the morning, open the curtains and find a silver world outside the window. Branches, roofs and street lamps are covered with a thick layer of snow. At first glance, I thought I was in the wrong city. I always thought that snow was exclusive to Harbin and Jilin, but I didn't expect Shanghai to be covered in the world of snow overnight.

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

Xi。 The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom. Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear. The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment. In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.

12. 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 the snow is getting bigger and bigger. Like a white net, you can't see anything far away.

Thirteen, the snow is 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.

I love snow, I love snow scenes, and I love winter more. Winter is the ring of the soul. Although winter is very cold, it has incomparable warmth and hope.

Fifteen, snow is like cotton wool, snow is like reed flowers, snow is like dandelion with fluffy seeds, dancing in the wind.

Sixteen, the continuous snow after the snow decorated the world, jade leaves, pink jade, a gratifying scene.

Seventeen, snow makes people feel that there is only one word cold. The earth is silvery white and clean, but snowflakes still fall from the sky like catkins, cotton and goose feathers.

Eighteen, the snow fairy is waving her sleeves heartily; In the fluttering performance, the sky, the earth, the river and the mountain are pure and clean, and there is no quagmire.

Nineteen, the snow is floating, look! Pieces of snow, dancing with the wind, swaying, like goose feathers, like catkins. Snow, how beautiful! Crystal clear, graceful, like a little star landing on earth, but also like a six-petal plum blossom falling in the rotation. Snow is as soft as a cloud and as white as jade. Crystal clear snowflakes are flying in the sky, streets are covered with snow and houses are covered with snow. The whole earth has become a silvery white world.

20, 2 In this snow dance season, silent and boundless thoughts, finely divided hexagonal elves, fluttering like catkins, like reeds, like butterflies, are staring at me with ecstasy, and crystal flowers are infiltrating my dreams. Snowflakes fall on branches, eaves and various buildings, outlining beautiful arcs of different landscapes. Against the background of dew and moonlight,

Twenty-one, snowflakes, let the literati have great inspiration and imagination. No wonder the poet Li Taibai praised: Thousands of snowflakes fell on the Yao platform, blowing away the fragrance of the spring breeze one by one. Snowflakes can not only make people see the flawless new scenery of white jade, but also see the dawn of spring.

Twenty-two, after several foggy days, first frost explored the road. Can't stand the lonely cold current, unstoppable, and broke into the world. Snowflakes float in various shapes. Like fairies, they all put on beautiful wedding dresses. All the pedestrians are wearing flowers and colorful clothes. In the sky, flowers are flying; On the ground, flowers are dancing; Tall buildings, flowers are used for decoration; Everything is carved with flowers. This is the world of flowers, the ocean of flowers.

When the sun rises, Snowflake knows that the earth no longer needs his love. He melted into small drops of water and disappeared in an instant. He left cheerfully, letting the earth greedily suck the warmth of the sun. Instead of children, sunshine shows off the pleasure of conquest to snowflakes at will. The earth never missed the snowflake, never thought of loving her silently, and even gave her the messenger of love of life.

Twenty-four, outside the window, snowflakes one after another, beautiful, dancing like an elf, crystal clear, moist as jade. My eyes are a little drunk, and there is a faint surprise in the corner of my eyes. Snow falls silently, ice looks soft and bones, and Ling Bo dances lightly. I leaned against the window and listened to the whispers of flying snow.

Twenty-five, snow is pure, just like our pure human mind, let us see the great truth, goodness and beauty. The poet Han Yu once wrote: Snow White is too late for spring, which shows that Snow White has the qualities of self-sacrifice and fearless spirit.

Twenty-six, looking forward to a winter snowflake, finally fluttering all over the sky in the afternoon. Colleagues also rushed to the office corridor like children, happily picking up the cold snowflakes with their hands and collecting some fluttering snowflakes with pots. Looking through the window, the world is getting better and better because of the sudden addition of this white elf. Although the ground is only wet and there is no snow, I am satisfied to see snowflakes. I silently hope: never stop, it will rain harder and harder.

Twenty-seven, snowflakes fluttering, the whole Suifenhe became a white world. In front of the school, cars are like white bread, and trees with all the leaves falling off are covered with white snow flowers. When the wind blows, snowflakes fall angrily like peach petals in the spring breeze. At this time, our classmates are playing with snow on the Little Square in front of the school. Some have snowball fights, some make snowmen, and some are moving snow.

Twenty-eight, snowflakes come intermittently, sometimes big and sometimes small, or even as big as goose feathers for a while, but they are not as dense as in the cold winter months, and they can't be piled up, and they melt and disappear instantly. I stood behind the window and looked out, but I couldn't see the grass ready to germinate, the flowers I wanted to germinate, and the east wind that was conducive to harmony and harmony. Every grass and flower happened.

Twenty-nine, plum blossom meeting in Chun Xue, between the lines, you can see the happiness of snowflakes and the happiness of poets, which is enviable! When can we touch such happiness? Even if the snowflake turns into a drop of water in the palm of your hand, it can leave a pure memory.