Through the clear window, see the trees in the street, had very brave hits the trees standing there, now already very "tired", but also has been bending is not a sample.
Everyone remember the energetic people outside to play badminton or in the exercise, can now but didn't see it anymore...
Although the winter is a beautiful season with snow, but it is wanton spread of influenza has left many people ill in this season, even lost his precious life.
Winter, please don't spread the germ, don't let the green "sentry" is not a sample, or just let the snow you give me a memorable season!!!!
Was this what I had been longing for? Could it be called a bleak winter? I thought I should feel satisfied. Shanghai is still in the south. I couldn't expect more. But there was still some thing in my mind, as it was only one step to my dream. I prayed every day for a snow. A slight one could be enough. Once again.God heard.
Winter come, let us with the winter dolls footprints looking for winter changes, marching winter dolls footprints looking for winter breath and beauty it!
Winter came, we have some changes around. The weather gradually cold, and we freeze directly shiver, the children's hands, face are frozen rotten; grass off its green clothes, put on a beautiful yellow; tree leaves have fallen down, Floating in the earth's mother's arms; small animals have to the south to the winter, and some are hibernating! Our children are wearing a beautiful down jacket, surrounded by a thick scarf, wearing a mask and hat , Put on a beautiful shoes. What's going on in the winter?
Winter came, I really hope that the next scene of the snow it! Morning, open the window, the front of the vast expanse of white, very dazzling. The house, the tree, the road ... ... everywhere is a vast expanse of the scenery. Walking on the road, stepping on the snow, at the foot of the creaky sound, sounds very comfortable! There are twos and threes of the children in the piled snowman, the name of the snow battle, I seem to have joined their game, play very happy The We said, laughing, laughter everywhere, full of happy ocean!
Winter doll, you are the most beautiful season of the year, I love you, winter doll!
My heart is not the beauty of spring and summer with luxuriant foliage, flourishing leaves of autumn fruit, but a world of ice and snow in winter. Spring is composed of the dense, brightly coloured, passionate and charming, always make people less safe. The summer shade secret composition, this piece of clumps of trees from people less joy. Autumn is a rich fruit, this thin and quiet, bright red, from the less simple. But the winter snow is not the way it is.
It snowed for a day and a night, waking up in the morning and opening the curtains. All snow, they seem to have not woken up. Into the park, large branches were weighed down by snow, like a old man on crutches. The grass was covered with snow and the grass was covered. On the pavilions, the top of the building, the rockery... It was all thick with snow. There were a few shadows on the other side of the woods, and there were some children. Some of them make a snowman, snowball fights some, laughing, running and crying, light of heart from care.
Out of the park, there is a wide street at the door. There are fewer pedestrians and fewer vehicles. The traffic on the road is very inconvenient, but there are still people at all costs to enjoy the snow scenery.
Snow, it can bring joy to people, to bring people the "eye of the blessing". It has a shocking life, at all costs to provide people with places to play. Hope the snow will never melt and look at it every day.
I love snow, love many of it, the snow is the beauty of my heart.
Spring, flowers, to outshine each other; In the summer, everywhere is full of vitality; In the cool autumn, goldwind around the scene of bumper crops; And winter snow, vanity build by laying bricks or stones jade, it is my favourite season.
In winter, I like the snow, because learning can make the world become vanity jade build by laying bricks or stones, like a girl with silver, very beautiful. When it snows, glittering and translucent white snow or spread, flying, like a dandelion flying, dancing with wind; Just like the silver butterflies with the wind from the dancing a waltz in the sky to the earth; Appears that willo white girl in for mother earth ornament... This is what a beautiful sight, how likeable, how relaxed and happy making a person!
After a heavy snow, in every corner of the world into a silvery white, particularly beautiful. Campus, everywhere is white. The children have a snowball fight with merriment, waves of happy laughter echoed in the campus.
The snow girl as cover crops in the fields thick quilt, make them have a good winter in his sleep.
In the woods, the snow girl pressure on the bare branches, for the tree wrapped in a cloak, make the trees no longer appears bare, no longer drab.
Road, snow girl lying quietly, make line passing people feel the beauty of the winter, winter.
Hillside, snow girl for slopes put on cotton-padded jacket. From a distance, the hill were beautiful, sparkling in the sun.
In winter, the world became a silver; In winter, the world is full of poetic. I love winter!
Oh! Cold winter, I curse you. It is said that the winter in South China is warm. In the bright sunshine, the green mountain is still, the green water is quiet. In my opinion, that's not the case. Do not you see, in the early morning of the campus desolate, few trees leafless, isolated in the School Road on both sides. The dawn sky is still the night sky, the light stars illuminate the way for the students to go to school. I was only one of the majority of the students, and the security guards waiting for hibernating in the quilt opened the cold iron doors. A distant rising of the sun, a ray of sunshine slid through my face, I can not help but sigh: "a new day, a new start."
This room is the most warm, I nest in the classroom and never go out, until the afternoon sunshine, when the physical education time, I finally had the pleasure out of the dark buildings, if came to the big playground, with green grass on the football field in the chase, the new plastic runway race competition. Just as a classmate, a young man should not be surprised how much youth vigor is shining and how many passionate burning can make the cold winter no longer cold. See!
In the distance, it was me who ran on the playground, the silly boy who was almost falling down.
I think I'm not happy time, a blink of an eye in the evening. A bell ringing, today's hard work is gone. School today very early, just to catch up with the view of the sunset. Think of yourself as the happiest man in the world. Suddenly a cold wind blew in from the window, I feel the hitherto unknown cold, huddled up naturally. The clothes were groped, one, two, and one thin. "No, I left my clothes on the playground." As soon as he was excited, he screamed. Unexpectedly, the indoor laughter. I got up and got ready to get my clothes back. No door, a thigh pain, from the root to the small abdomen. A PE class fell and relapse. I almost didn't fall on the ground, I rolled and crawled, and somehow I got to the door. The laughter in the room was more cheerful. Stiff hands just touch the cold of the gate will tremble, a current extends from the finger to the inside of the body, raid a blood vessel from the middle of my heart, yeah! Why is my heart quivering? With a chilling cold and arthralgia pain (acid Tuiji), hard pull switch. If it was a machine gun trigger, I could sweep the darkness and the cold. But it's not, it's just the beginning of a nightmare. The door opened, a gale came up, blow me down to the ground, my mind a blank, only to hear the laughter echoed in my mind.
Go ahead, hold the wall and walk down the stairs step by step. Just out of the building, is hidden but beautiful spot. The sunset like blood, gale whistling mopping up the remnants of the sunset, a wisp of sunshine lies in my body. On the pitch that a bunch of people, but only with my passing, we didn't even have a chance. I walked up to the playground to get my clothes, and I was in a lot of mood. Back to the teaching building, someone said I had been crying. I laughed, the wind was too big, and my eyes went into the sand. To the classroom, indoor is a burst of laughter. But there was a strong urge in the laughter: "come on, it's all waiting for you!" I heard and saw that two of the closest friends, the most lovable classmates, found me in a pile of dead men and a group of dead corpses. With the help of my classmates, I went down the stairs again. Walking through the dark stairway, I seemed to have gone through a cycle. It is still a ray of sunlight, lighting our path. Looking back at the dark teaching building and appreciating the beauty of the sunset, the two students all laughed. I can not help but sigh: "some people are alive, he is dead; some people die, but he is still alive. And you, the sun, with the warmth of your flat, and the sun light to me that you from the rising of the sun to the very influential, sunset like blood, you do exist, strong, still alive. And with that winter sun, the winter in South China is no longer cold.
If winter comes, the leaves on the trees drop light, the north wind whistling, The earth a depression spectacle. The river caked with thick ice. People around scarf wearing gloves, wearing sections of the cotton-padded jacket, but still difficult to resist invasion of cold cold red face.
Winter is a DiShuiChengBing, HaQi into frost season. Winter ferment a silvery dream. Winter girl gift - snowflakes, give children brought joy. Lo, children overcoated some in the skiing, some in snowball fights, some is in a snowman, and still working on the snow, silver-coated world forever stay.
Snowflakes drifting down from the sky slowly, really like pieces of plum flower！ Fall on the ground, the white people trample on top, and squeak cheerful singing, like.
I love the winter, the more love beautiful snow. Snow, is also the symbol of winter. Winter if less snow, it can only be called winter, cant call winter. You know why is this？ That is because, under burming sun, rain, wind, snow is chun xia qiu dongs messenger. If less angel, people cannot produce a kind of idea: the winter of this year how come so suddenly？
I love the winter, but I more notice its angel - snowflakes. As the saying goes: good harest. Snow lets the farmer uncle smile more splendid. Snow also give children bring unique joy.
I live in the southern area of China, so the winter here is not as cold as other cities. I have never seen snow in my life, but from TV shows, I can see people playing in the snow. It seems very funny. I like warm weather. I can wear less clothes and go out to take part in some activities. Unlike the cold northern cities, where people trend to stay indoors because of the extreme cold weather. I can enjoy warm sunlight. What's more, I can put on many different styles of clothes and be attractive. In all, winter in southern cities is perfect for me.
When the flowers of the spring of the past; when the summer sun in the past; when the fruits of the fragrance of the fall in the past, the winter came, the winter line of light walking line.
From now on, people no longer feel the sunny sunshine; feel the summer sun scorching; also do not feel the fall of the autumn breeze, we can only feel the winter came!
In the morning, filled with fog. Milky white fog covered the earth, everywhere a vast expanse of white, walking on the road, dozens of steps away to see the silhouette. Looked from the fog can only see the car on the road lights flashing. Walking people full of red, facing the cold wind, step by step to go. Some people cold handle into the trousers pocket; some hand over his mouth blowing gas. Although the weather is cold, but the camphor on the road is still tall and straight. Tall enough to give some green in the winter sky.
Winter came, winter came, it brought the sky of the mist, brought the cold wind, the pace of winter slowly into our side.
In winter, not spring flowers, the scenery pleasant, is not so scorching summer, thunder and lightning; Not so fruitful, autumn leaves fly: but it brings us a flying snowflakes.
In the morning, I opened the Windows look: snowflakes slowly float, like photo, such as catkin, like QingYouYou goose feather, like dandelion seeds, there are endless leisure, and just like the beautiful YinDie dance in the courtyard, also seems to be a group of white elf, floating in the air, spinning, finally slowly fell on the ground, into numerous small water droplets of diamond.
Under the deck of snow, the earth became a snow-white, vanity jade build by laying bricks or stones in the world. Nearby, some dead branches of the trees covered with a layer of fluffy, soft snow at the end of the son. While the summer and winter evergreen trees, covered with a bead pearly snow to seed. Hits the trees under the white foil as one by one, beautiful girl. The wind blows, the branches gently shaking, the silver light flashing to seed, snow snow son, at the end of the float down from the trees and leaves. Looked at the beautiful snow, I can't help but sigh: "like night of spring breeze comes suddenly, thousands of critics, pear tree to open!"
Looked at the snow outside the window, I involuntarily stretch out his arms, outside the window a little a few times, laid the palm of your hand, only light water lines. I stretched out a helping hand to the sky, and to god for a few snow flower, god seems to heart, after a while, a few naughty snow girl is slipped from my hand up into my mouth. The snow that I closed my eyes then experience the taste of cool and refreshing slowly into my heart.