1, the earth in winter is wrapped in snow and silver; The mountains and rivers in winter are frozen for thousands of miles; In winter, people howl in the wind and wear cotton-wrapped coats.

2, spring, is a song, cadence, is a painting, full of interest, is a melody that flows forever; Summer is a dance, passionate, a layer of yarn, elegant and free, an eternal spirit; Autumn is a poem, lofty and aloof, spring, cold and bold, a crane flying forever; Winter is Jiang Xue, cold and quiet, a lake wrapped in silver, and a wise man who fishes forever.

3. Winter is like a princess, waving a magical veil and sending cold winds; Winter is like a craftsman, waving a carving knife in his hand and carving the most beautiful ice flowers; Winter is like a magician, spinning a wand and turning it into a flying snowflake; Winter is like a fashion designer, wearing snow-white clothes for the earth with a unique vision; Winter is like a musician, composing the movement of the wind with dexterous hands.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the more beautiful it is. Big ones, small ones, fluttering. Some are like fairies flying in the air; Some are like meteors, passing by in a flash; Some are like white elves performing magic again.

6. Winter is a fashion designer, wearing white clothes for the earth; Winter is a magician and gives everyone big marshmallows. Winter is a musician, writing music with various styles. Winter is a strict teacher, using cold and ice as a pointer to educate us to have a strong will.

7. Snowflakes are flying in the air, flapping their wings like white butterflies. Snow falls on the roof, as if to put a scarf on the roof; Snowflakes fall on the big tree, which seems to be full of silver flowers; Snowflakes fall on the earth, as if to cover the earth with a thick quilt; Snowflakes fall on my head, just like putting some small clips on me.

8. The winter wind is a bit arrogant in warmth. But it is not like the cold wind in the north, which makes people tremble; More unlike the wind in Beijing, it makes people blind. It is a kind spirit. When you set foot on your tired way home, it gently brushed your face and sent a chill. Or, slowly blow a few strands of hair in your ear and play a romantic symphony of nature. The sound of the wind, like an invisible hand, gently knocks on your heart. Can you pout at this elf's greeting? You just have to "endure" a few chills and get angry.

9. A gust of northwest wind blew away almost all the colors, leaving only the yellow of the world: dark yellow stones, naked, rolling on the roadside; Yellow reed leaves, only half left, struggling in the ditch; Green weeds, lonely, lonely in the garden; The yellow trunk, stripped of leaves, trembled at both ends of the bridge; Orange street lamp, hesitant, waiting on the street. ...

10, in the early morning of winter, there are steaming soybean milk fritters in Chuyang Banpai Hutong; In the winter afternoon, in the small street cared by the warm sun, there are chess stone plates killed by the two armies; On a winter night, there is a light and dreamy lullaby beside the small bed peeping in the cold month.

1 1, because of snowflakes, the earth in winter is wrapped in silver; Because of the cold, the rivers in winter are frozen thousands of miles; Winter is unforgettable because of the strong wind.