A short story describing the cold winter in the south.

A short passage describing the cold winter in southern China (choose 60 sentences)

With the popularity of social networks, everyone will inevitably come into contact with copywriting, which is used to share life. What kind of copy is unique? The following is a small copy (selected 60 sentences) describing the southern winter, for reference only. Welcome to reading.

A shorthand book 1 1 describing the cold winter in the south. 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.

The scenery in the snow is magnificent, and there is no color between heaven and earth. I can only see a piece of silver, as if the whole world is decorated with silver.

Standing in front of the window, you can only see snowflakes falling slowly like dancing steps. Standing on the balcony, you can reach out and catch a few snowflakes, which makes people feel the freehand brushwork of "six flying flowers come into the house and sit and watch the bamboo branches become lovely branches". Standing in the wild, the snow falls gently on you, and slowly you melt into the soul of the snow. At this time, you really realized that "it's like a cloud on the ridge, and it's already snowing like dust." Thousands of bamboo shoots and stones, thousands of Yushu, thousands of pineapples and flowers.

The winter morning is pale. Looking across, the distant castle peak is blocked by white fog, covered with a layer of white silk scarf, and can't be seen clearly. In the street, a cold wind blew, biting, like a cold wind blowing into the air conditioner. On both sides of the street, flowers get up early to compare beauty, but they all cover their faces, like shy little girls. Only that _ _ shows its tenacious vitality and still blooms more brilliantly.

In winter, the river is covered with a heavy snow, and the whole river is frozen hard. Suddenly, the river was full of excitement. The children laughed and laughed. Some people roll on the river, some people roll on the river, and some people roll on the river. The big tree next to it also put on a thick white cotton-padded jacket. This is the river in winter, a unique river.

6. The roadside lights give off the light of Huang Cancan, which is very dazzling. At that moment, I felt as if a stranger was following me behind me, so I strode and often looked around. When you find no one else, keep walking. Feel uneasy.

At about seven o'clock, the snow fell from the sky and became bigger and bigger. The mountains, forests and fields in the distance are like a layer of yarn, which can't be seen clearly; Nearby villages, campuses, trees and flagpoles can only be seen vaguely. But those naughty children braved the snow to chase and play with each other. They are all covered with snow and become young "old people".

8. In the early morning, it was still dark, and we were still sleeping under the warm bed. In the morning, the sky rubbed his sleepy eyes, but it was still gray. Slowly, the sun rises, and the clouds seem to have color and are full of red. This is called sunrise.

9. It snowed all night, the earth was covered with a silvery white coat, and the whole village became a white world. The river is frozen, so people throw snowballs into the river, have snowball fights and make snowmen by the river. Everyone's face showed joy. How much we like this river!

10, at night, the full moon in winter in Hainan shines on the earth and scatters a thin layer of frost. On a quiet winter night, the moonlight seemed very cold and whispered softly to the tower. Strolling through the streets, walking through a long road in the dim moonlight, the night is wet and seems to sink.

1 1. The night sky in early winter is as elegant as chocolate. Comfortable and cozy, the cold wind sometimes blows across the earth ... Sometimes the songs are humming in my ears ... The sweetness of the scene can not help but make people feel beautiful envy.

12, as if all of a sudden, I seem to see that this is a fairyland in a fairy tale, full of smoke and clouds and leaves flying. How beautiful! How beautiful! Am I the princess of the Pink Dance Company? I am immersed in this beautiful fantasy. Suddenly, a leaf of Jurchen fell and brushed my cheek, so I had to be brought back to reality.

13, Grandpa Dong caught a cold. He yawned when he ran in the morning, and leaves were flying all over the campus. Grandpa Fog seems to be confused by this strange weather and sprayed so much fog on the earth. Everyone touches me, I touch you, and no one can see. The only thing I can see are two bright eyes.

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

15, the morning glow in the east dyed half the sky red, but the shy sun didn't show up. Winter is coming, the weather is getting colder and colder, and there is a cold wind blowing head on. I can't help but shrink my neck, bury my head and go forward, only feeling cold.

16, the night is getting deeper and deeper. When people come out of the lively TV series and lie in thick bedding with sweet dreams, I will go to the windowsill and reach out to feel the temperature of snowflakes. Sometimes, I will go out of my house in the silent night, stand in those empty places and have a zero-distance conversation with the fluttering snowflakes.

17, winter is coming! Winter is coming, which indicates that spring is coming. Winter is like a rehearsal in spring, and everything is ready: the river is frozen, as if to thaw in spring; Leaves fall, as if new buds are about to sprout in spring; Animals hibernate, as if to be "reborn" in spring. It seems that everything is ready except the flowers!

18, standing on the road, standing on the shore, looking at this stream, as if looking at a snowy world, the shadow of the haystack, the shadow of the tree and the shadow of the bridge are all reflected in the stream. The blue sky was also dyed white by snow. Plum trees on the shore bloom in winter, and the branches have both plum blossoms and snowflakes. These two colors match perfectly.

19, in such cold weather, you can see rows of cypress trees that are not afraid of the cold wind. On both sides of the campus corridor, green figures are flashing. In the cold winter, cypress is still so lush, green and full of vitality.

20. The park in winter night is lonely, cold and empty. Occasionally, a figure walks along the dark corridor and looks like a ghost. The noise and excitement seen in summer are gone at this time. There was darkness, no lights, only a glimmer of light reflected from the street opposite. There is also white light with snow on the grass. Broken dead leaves were scattered on it. The white in the dark vaguely makes me feel the smell of plant corruption and death.

The abbreviation 2 1, which describes the cold winter in the south, 9 cold days, frozen snow, the whole world has become a big refrigerator, the mountains are shivering, the rivers are frozen stiff, and the air seems to have solidified.

Walking in the field, sometimes, suddenly you will meet a tree. There is no other scenery, only a tree, which grows alone in the open field. Most of these trees are Robinia pseudoacacia with dark trunks and cracked bark. Branches reach into the distant sky, and even the sky will yield.

The morning in early winter is 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.

The cold brought by winter is everywhere. The northwest wind is blowing, which makes people feel biting. Bare trees stood piteously on both sides of the road, and the once vibrant grass finally failed to support, withered and yellow, and fell asleep.

5, the wind, the biting cold wind, mixed with plum blossom-like snowflakes, making a rustling sound. Snow dances in the air like an elf. Then, white. Glittering snowflakes fall in the sky, leaving a world wrapped in silver. The ground turned white without any impurities. The wind blew, and the snowflake sang an intriguing song. After the wind passed, snowflakes quietly fell to the ground.

6. The beauty of winter is endless after all, because it is so beautiful, so beautiful, I love everything in winter. The feeling of winter is different from other seasons, and all the smells have the unique sweetness of winter. As long as you feel this lovely season with your heart, winter is actually a warm world.

7. Wow, I saw tiny and dense snowflakes falling between heaven and earth, the bigger and denser, as if countless fairies were spreading flowers to the world, conveying the blessings of spring.

8. Warm sunshine shines through the window glass. Light and energy are sprinkled on the floor of the room, making the room warm and bright, and even the patterns of curtains are printed on the floor. The shadow of the window glass frame undoubtedly redefines the structure of the floor, which is square, long, diamond, oblique, freehand brushwork and exaggeration. It's really amazing.

9. The grass in the field has withered. Obviously, they don't want to leave like this. They are still fragmented and swaying in the wind. They put their roots deep into the soil and then gave birth to new life with the strength of a winter. We can imagine what kind of courage and tenacity it takes.

10. In the cold winter, the windows are blocked by snow, and the ice valves are hung on the eaves like rows of translucent crystal columns.

1 1, out of the door, I can't help but take a breath of the air after the rain, so fresh. I saw that the thorns that bloomed brilliantly last week were frightened by the cold wind, and the thorns of wild roses in the community were not as strong as before. As soon as I pressed it, it fell, and so did the pink petals.

12, pine trees stand luxuriantly in the white snow, shaking their bodies with the cold northwest wind, and making a shrill roar, as if deliberately flouting winter.

13. On the way to school, a gust of wind hit people's faces, which was biting. Cold, cold. And it is a big one and a small one. When I was older, pieces of paper and dust flew everywhere. When I was a child, passers-by had to twist their faces to avoid it. Some pedestrians on the road put their necks into their collars, and some put their sleeves in front of their faces, all rushing forward.

14, in winter, the outdoor willow covered with frost and snow is covered with tree hangings, like a silver bar hanging on the tree, which is particularly spectacular.

15. 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.

16, gradually, the weather is cold and the wind is much colder. In the morning, the cold wind blows on my face like a knife, the poplar branches on the roadside dance wildly in the wind, and the dry branches rattle from time to time. The withered grass on the roadside hangs its head listlessly, shivering in the strong wind and making a rustling sound.

17, walking alone in the street, it was raining cold in the sky, and the rain hit my face and dripped into my heart, feeling particularly cold. At this moment, I feel that winter is coming. It is like a cold monarch, with a biting north wind and a biting chill, and his soul and emotions can only bow before him.

18, winter is so beautiful that people can't help but want to sing a song. The tree swayed gently, the children smiled, and the earth seemed to thank the snowflakes. The children seem to repay Uncle Dong with innocent voices. In winter, the weather is very cold. Adults and children wear cotton-padded jackets, but they still feel particularly cold and bend over. What about the ice on the road? As naive as a child, it teases people and often corrupts them. At this time, it seems to be giggling.

Winter winds are everywhere. It is like a balloon, jumping behind you for a while, hiding in the grass for a while and then disappearing. But he is very busy. Shadows are everywhere in the hall, on the road and under the bridge.

20. Winter is a beautiful season. Beautiful blood-like azaleas, bright red camellias, plum blossoms that are not afraid of cold and heavy snow, and precious peony flowers are fascinating and make people drive away the chill.

2 1 you see, the cold wind blows on the pedestrian street in Dali, blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground, and all the windows are closed. It seems that people are not satisfied with this "majestic" cold wind. There is no one in the street, only the cold wind is wandering in the street. I thought, "This damn weather is really cold!"

22. In the winter wind, we can also smell a special smell, which is the smell of earth, nourishing and nourishing everything in the world! It is different from the refreshing fragrance of flowers in spring, the suffocating water vapor in summer, and the fruity fragrance in autumn, which symbolizes the birth and beginning of an energy.

23. A thin layer of white snow, like a huge soft wool felt, covers this vast wasteland, shining with cold silver light.

24. In winter, although there is no charming flowers and birds in spring, no spectacular lightning and thunder in summer, and no attractive rich fruits in autumn, there is also implicit beauty dedicated to nature.

25. This winter, the ground is frozen and cracked, the small north wind blows like a knife, and snow is flying all over the sky.

26. Just entering the winter, the wind is not so cold, but it is very windy. Trees on the roadside swayed with the wind and whined from time to time. The streets are dusty, and the scraps of paper scattered on the ground are swept into the sky by the wind and fly high in the gloomy sky.

After the severe winter, we all thought that the cold was over. Who would have thought that spring would be particularly cold, even colder than winter? When the wind blows, the cold directly invades the bones and then slowly spreads in the body. It seems that the whole person immediately turned into ice, and the cold invaded the heart and spleen. Oh, my god, the blood has solidified, too.

28. The mountain is divided into two colors by sunlight, and gradually covered by sunlight. Trees are drenched by sunlight, swaying branches shake off the brilliance of sunlight, and people's shadows are still and moving. Sunshine is lengthening the appearance of everything, sunshine is shortening the appearance of everything, and sunshine is watching the appearance of everything.

29. Snow is crystal clear, pure and flawless, natural and simple, lingering, like a swan bouncing off the yuhua, and like a pear flower shaken by a jade man. 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.

In winter, it is so quiet. Cold makes the rivers that love to jump and cry lose the sound of running water, calms the rushing rivers, calms the endless sea and gives them a rest.

3 1, the wind in winter is very dry and there is no moisture. A wet dress, after "wave after wave" of winter wind, dried immediately and became a natural "dryer", which also saved housewives a lot of heart. The winter wind takes away the moisture from clothes, and also takes away the moisture contained in our lips, faces and noses. Many small cracks have been produced, which has brought us a lot of trouble.

32. 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 green hills are not relaxed, the roots are in broken rocks, and I am still strong after many trials and hardships, and I am not affected by the east, west, north and south winds. "Bamboo is one of the three friends of Lao Leng. In this winter, I feel the tenacity and tenacity of life.

33, this day, it is too cold. Even the flowers and grass on the roadside tightened their bodies. The cold north wind roared like a roaring lion. The wind stung me mercilessly like a knife. The wind is like a naughty child. I have gripped my clothes tightly, but the wind can still touch me. Pedestrians in the street shrink their necks and walk backwards, and children playing by the roadside also run home. There are fewer and fewer pedestrians, so I hurry home.

34. The winter wind blows more violently, and it blows to the small year of offering sacrifices to the stove; New Year's Eve is blowing; The lantern festival is blowing. In winter in Beijing, we ushered in a new year, and everyone was one year older.

35. Winter is a beautiful season. Beautiful blood-like azaleas, bright red camellias, plum blossoms that are not afraid of cold and snow, and precious peony flowers are fascinating and make people drive away the chill.

36. After the snow, the world is decorated with continuous white snow, with lush foliage and pink jade, which is a gratifying scene of abundant snow.

37. When I opened the door in late autumn, I suddenly felt a chill. The wind that stung my face blew, and the yellow leaves fell with the wind. Then only the bare trunk is left. There will be obvious first frost in the morning, and the temperature will drop greatly. Look around-it's late autumn and winter is approaching.

38. But God's will is not satisfactory. God gave us all the air conditioners without stint, and it was freezing to death. No matter how timid I am, the momentum of air conditioning has no intention of weakening. Look at other people, either like Sun Jie or wrapped in bread, only me, without a coat in this cold weather, looking for the cold.

39. In winter, heavy snow like goose feathers falls in succession. The snow on the ground is thick and soft; Snow falls on the house, white, loose and soft; The trees were covered with snow, which bent the branches. The sun shone brightly on the snow.

40. On a sunny day in winter, the sky in the field is blue, like a washed sapphire, clean and dazzling. The sun is falling from the sky. The sunshine in winter is not as strong as that in other seasons, just like a shadow. When it shines in vilen, the whole field is full of flashes, just like a clear spring that can be scooped with both hands.