How to write a composition in winter

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1 the charm of winter

The biting cold wind mercilessly blew away the joy of people's harvest, and the heavy snow covered all the noise and sunny mood at the same time. In the cold wind, the topic of "hate 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 soon in spring.

Winter in the story is like a behind-the-scenes worker in real life, or a person who plays a "villain" on the stage. They are willing to suffer. As long as the performance goes well, they will think that sweat is dew; No matter how the director demonizes the negative characters, he thinks it is his responsibility to successfully contrast the positive characters. After the scenery, people often remember which actor performed well on the stage, but who can tell the master plan of the party; At the end of the film, people talked about the touching scene of the hero saving the United States, but who would care that the "bad guy" was injured many times because of filming "Beaten"

It is true that the focus of the party is the performance of real stars, and the selling point of the film is really the hero's character. After watching and laughing, don't forget to bring the cast behind the scenes. Only in this way, those "winters" will be very moved.

If winter comes, can spring be far behind? The philosophy contained in simple words has inspired generation after generation, but I always feel that this is a bit unfair to winter, giving people the feeling that they are advising you: stay up for another two days! Think of the flowers in spring, this damn winter is not so hard!

But do you know that sowing in spring will be smooth without heavy snow? If there is no ice in winter, will the soil be wet in spring? Without the tempering of severe winter, will the footsteps of Miss Chun be so healthy and firm? It is true that winter is the mother of spring. Therefore, I want to pirate an old man Shelley's sentence: Without the arrival of winter, there will be no beautiful approach of spring. Winter is a great mother.

Spring is gorgeous, summer is passionate and autumn is full. Most people want to be as pure, sunny and steady as they are. But I like winter, not that I pretend to be different, not that I pretend to have personality. I really love the coolness, selflessness and tolerance in winter. From my personality orientation, I will probably be a behind-the-scenes person in the future, and I like it as much as I like winter. I will try my best, although I am not beautiful; I will work hard, although I am not dazzling. Because I think:

Being a "winter" is more attractive.

2 winter

When I opened the curtain, a ray of setting sun reflected on the computer screen. I was probably busy writing last night and didn't have time to feel the beautiful scenery outside the window. As long as you are in the north, as long as you like winter, as long as you grow up in Benxi, you will find that winter in your hometown is so charming.

Some people say that the south is beautiful and rich, and always deals with sunshine. The flowers there are beautiful, but they give me such a weak feeling. After a gust of wind, his life will wither. The air is sometimes wet and sometimes dry, giving people the feeling that it is so heartless. I quickly got dressed and prepared to go outside to enjoy the beautiful snow scene. Grandma is nagging me about what to do in such a cold day. How nice it is to stay at home. I casually said a reason for wanting to go shopping, pushed open the door and went out.

Oh! A vast white world. The peach trees in the yard are covered with soft quilts woven by Cher, and the waist of some skinny branches is almost crushed by snow. I don't know where the grass used to go. Probably they are afraid to hide in winter. There was not much snow in the sky, and it fell on my hat in groups of three or five, holding a handful of snow in my hand, and I felt very cold. Suddenly, a strange idea drove me to put a little snow in my mouth. I want to know what it tastes like. As cold as water, not much different from a dime candy popsicle. Walking out of the yard and around the road, I found many pedestrians armed themselves into "pandas" and "penguins". I don't want to be like them I took off my hat and put it in my coat pocket. A cold wind blew and I was shivering with cold. I said forget it. What's so bitter about watching the snow scene?

I keep walking, pedestrians are walking. I don't know which naughty boy's snowman waved to us at the roadside. Winter is our territory, please forgive me. I walked into the crowd and slapped the snowman on the head with my hand and scolded him, but I still smiled when I saw him. The nose is made of half a pointed carrot, and the eyes are inlaid with glass balls by his master. I think his master is a cute little guy! I waited quietly for a while, and a chubby little girl came to the snowman with a small red bucket. She looks about five or six years old. I tried to say hello, but she ignored me.

So goodbye, bid farewell to them, and continue to walk to the ruins on the edge of the city, where there are very few people, most of whom live on rags, which is not harmonious with the city. I pay close attention to them, quietly take out the books in my pocket and write down the people who are busy making a living in the snow. Suddenly a dog barked in my ear. A lovely golden fox climbed up the garbage dump, followed by a hunchbacked old man, wearing a dog skin hat and a black woven bag hanging from his shoulder. It seems that his old man has gained a lot today. He drove the dog away, rummaged through the garbage with his hands like dead trees, found out some wine bottles, and put them into woven bags humming songs. Then he took his trophy and disappeared into the fog formed by snow. After crossing one street after another covered with snow blankets, my feet are soft and feel comfortable. Suddenly, I remembered my grandmother who was waiting for me at home. She said that the favorite thing to eat in winter is candied haws. When she felt that there was a lump in her pocket, she stepped up her steps and walked to the place where there were vendors.

I don't know what happened today. In the past, the market was full of people, and people who bought food and went home to cook lined up. It may be cold today, or they are afraid of snow, so they all hide at home and enjoy warm happiness. This place is empty. Just when I was disappointed to go back, a cry of "selling Sugar-Coated Berry" called me back. Walking along the peddling sound, a man pushing a sugar-coated gourd cart struggled desperately in the snow and took out a coin and put it in front of him. The man hurriedly pulled out two strings of Sugar-Coated Berry for me, and then continued to push the cart away.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and there are snowflakes the size of goose feathers everywhere in the line of sight, and the wind is getting stronger and stronger. A trace of warmth in the sky was surrounded by snow and ice, leaving Cher dancing briskly on beams, telephone poles and headlights. It's getting late. I should go home. I can't bear to say goodbye to this beautiful and unforgettable hometown in winter, and my pace is getting faster and faster, as if I had become a car on the road, galloping without mistakes in the ice and snow until.

Back in the yard, the snow is getting thicker and thicker. In a surprise, I met my father who came home from work. His white hair is covered with snow. He told me that it snowed heavily today and the farmers' crops were full. There will be a bumper harvest next spring. After returning home, I wrote my best wishes for this winter on the Internet. I sighed again. If I were a part of this winter, I would have it.

Winter in my hometown

Guangzhou, which is my most familiar city. I grew up and studied here. I am no stranger in Guangzhou all the year round. But throughout the year, I have a soft spot for winter in Guangzhou.

The geography teacher said that Guangzhou is located in the south, close to the equator. Summer is almost long, and there is no winter. In Guangzhou, as long as you observe carefully, you will find that winter has come.

Winter in Guangzhou is particularly unique. At least in the twelve winters I have experienced, there is not even light snow, so I have never seen Guangzhou covered with heavy snow. When the north wind came to Guangzhou with Winter King's carriage, everything seemed to be in collusion. Xiaocao brothers resisted the impact of the north wind with fighting spirit, but as soon as the north wind passed, Xiaocao's army was in flight and they were all yellow. The north wind beat the drum and continued to rush forward. After the baptism of autumn, only sparse leaves are left in front of the tree, unable to resist the north wind like a tiger roar. The north wind took advantage of it and occupied Guangzhou, and then the temperature dropped, but the king of winter was very good to Guangzhou, and the temperature remained above 0 degrees. Fortunately, Guangzhou has such a winter. If we were like Harbin, we wouldn't be so comfortable.

In the street, people's clothes have increased. All kinds of clothes, such as windbreakers, sweaters, etc. , all wrapped in the body, it seems a little swollen. But compared with the cities in the north, it's still nine Niu Yi hairs!

After all, winter in Guangzhou is still warm. It has no cold, no ice and no snow, but winter in Guangzhou has its own characteristics, so I love winter in Guangzhou.

Winter in Guangzhou

Southerners and northerners probably think the four seasons in Guangzhou are boring: spring is boring, summer is boring, autumn is boring, and winter is particularly boring. Leaves don't fall, flowers don't fade, snow-capped mountains can't be seen, and cold and clear river ice can't be seen. Only the cold wind, with a little untimely drizzle, fell on the street in bits and pieces, wet, but not a climate. It won't be cold for a few days until Guangzhou and the north wind come together. But the sweater has not been washed several times, and the scarf can not be worn for a few days, but it is said that the vernal equinox is coming. People in Guangzhou say that winter destroys itself and also destroys spring. If you can't see completely different changes, you won't have the heart to care.

Northerners envy the warmth of Guangzhou in winter. When they leave, they can put on a beautiful coat to keep out the cold. There are also lush trees on the road, unlike the bare branches in the north, which makes people look pitiful. People in Guangzhou look forward to snow in the north. At first glance, the rafters on this roof are all covered with snow. From a distance, I was at a loss; Looking from a distance, I am still at a loss. But people in Guangzhou say it's clean, that's momentum. However, just like the persimmon brought back to Guangzhou from the north, Guangzhou people will praise it on the first day of eating, saying that it is not like the water persimmon in Guangzhou. It's all water. It doesn't feel like meat, and it's not so sweet. However, I didn't know I was still thinking about water persimmons until the persimmons shipped back from thousands of miles away were peeling and moldy. For Guangzhou people, in the snowy winter in the north, the cotton-padded jacket, the felt hat, the biting wind and the frozen snow may only be seen from a distance and cannot be used for fun.

Guangzhou borrowed a Christmas from the west in winter, so that people had an excuse to sprinkle those lukewarm "snowflakes" on their windowsills to avoid being laughed at by northerners. Looking out from such a window, it is also hazy, really like the real snow on the northern windowsill. People put thick scarves around their necks, breathed gently, and watched the elegant and thin smoke spread into the air from their lips and back to the surrounding area from the air. Then whispered: this Christmas is really cold. It also seems to have the taste of winter.

Orange is born in Huainan, and orange is born in Huaibei, which is bitter orange. If the winter in Guangzhou is planted in the north, it may not be such a winter. From this perspective, our winter is still worth collecting and collecting. Although warm and humid, it is a treasure of the north.