Snow is the messenger of winter, the symbol of white, it decorates the earth with its unique posture. As clean as jade, as light as smoke, as soft as willow catkins, falling from the sky in succession, decorate this beautiful world with "silver-coated plain, especially enchanting".
Early in the morning, I was walking on the road. Suddenly I felt my cheeks cool and looked up. Numerous snow grains the size of rice fell one after another. Some hit the roof and played the winter symphony in the sand. Some hit the branches and turned around naughtily. Some fell on the ground and jumped happily. Gradually, these naughty ghosts slipped away and turned into clear snowwater to drill hard into the soil.
At this time, it is not snow that drifts down, but snowflakes. Like a piece of goose feather, one after another, floating, like a group of fairies wearing white dresses, holding the gentle white skirt, to show people their fragrance. For a time, the colorful world has become a fairy-tale kingdom of pink makeup and jade.
I stretched out my hands and caught a few white snowflakes and admired them as if they were treasures: What lovely snowflakes! Better than the morning dew, more subtle than the autumn rain, it's just as flawless as jade chips, so people can't put it down!
Snowflakes are playing and dancing in the air. They purify all the dust in the world and send away the loneliness of the severe winter. They come freely and go freely. Many famous poems have praised them: "Suddenly spring breeze comes, thousands of pears blossom." How beautiful! "Snow augurs a good year". It's also a harvest prophet!
The snow is getting smaller and smaller, and a few fluffy snowflakes are scattered in the sky. I opened my mouth curiously to welcome the falling snow. The hexagonal snowflakes fell gently on my tongue. The cool feeling had percolated into my heart and enjoyed my heart.
After a while, the snow stopped. The whole earth seemed to be wrapped in a layer of silver yarn and covered with a layer of mist. The pine trees beside the road are covered with "crystal debris" and shine brightly. If your exclamation alarms the birds on the branches, the "crystal debris" will be sprinkled like morning mist, silently melting into the earth； if you naughtily shake the branches, the "crystal debris" will emit a "jingling" crisp vibration, which will make you intoxicated. However, no one would like to shake the branches, because everyone can not bear to destroy the flawless "crystal" crafts.
What a beautiful snow scene! I am intoxicated in this wonderful world, feeling that snow is so lovely, so kind, this is really a snow ah!
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