1 Brother Qiu left and Grandpa Dong came with a cold wind.
Winter, a trembling season. People put on colorful thick down jackets and cotton-padded jackets. Everyone must think that people are afraid of cold in winter, but it's not what you think! Every time it snows, the children wrap themselves as thick as balls, but this still can't stop them from having snowball fights and making snowmen. Let Grandpa Dong blow their faces with cold air like a knife, and the children won't stop. Listen, whoosh, what's that noise? Oh, it was Grandpa Dong blowing cold air on the river! He wanted to freeze to death the creatures at the bottom of the river, but he didn't expect the river to freeze. His cold wind made the ice on the river thicker and thicker, and grandpa Dong couldn't get in at all. Grandpa Dong left disappointed.
Grandpa Dong came to the forest. Snakes, bears, turtles ... animals are hibernating. Those animals that don't hibernate just find a place to hide and try their best to avoid grandpa Dong's cold wind. Grandpa Dong walked out of the forest in disappointment.
Grandpa Dong came to that small village again. He blew the wind so loudly that even the windows rumbled. However, people sitting indoors by the fire were not affected at all. Grandpa Dong is still not discouraged. He came to this city again. However, on the way, Grandpa Dong remembered one thing. City people have heating! Grandpa Dong couldn't help crying and went back to his cave in frustration. Just then, the winter jasmine bloomed.
Grandpa Dong left, and Miss Chun came quickly.
The beauty of spring is gentle, the beauty of summer is exciting, and the beauty of autumn is harvest. However, the beauty in winter is a unique beauty.
The beauty of winter is the beauty of silence. You see, there is a peaceful atmosphere everywhere in parks, communities and roads. Dogs don't bark, chickens don't bark. It is quiet in winter.
The beauty of winter is also the beauty of excitement. Winter is children's world. You see, where there is snow, there are children's figures, so jubilant and lively. The children are on the grass, some have snowball fights, some make snowmen, and no one is idle. Winter is really lively.
The beauty in winter is still pure beauty. In winter, snow is the signal of winter. Snow is white, it falls in every corner, heaps up thick layers of snow, and is dyed white by snow all winter. Where the snow falls, someone will praise its pure white. In the eyes of children, snow is the source of their happiness. In the eyes of adults, snow is a symbol, symbolizing a pure heart.
The beauty in winter is a noble beauty. Winter is noble and elegant. In winter, the earth is covered with silver. It is so elegant and pure.
The beauty in winter is a unique beauty, quiet, lively, pure and noble. ......
Today is Friday, and the weather is very cold. Our school organized teachers and students to take a winter trip to Deshan Forest Park, and everyone was very happy.
Early in the morning, the students came to school with carefully prepared food and supplies on their backs, and then lined up neatly on the way to last winter's tour. We sang and laughed along the way, and unconsciously came to our destination-Deshan Forest Park.
As soon as we entered the park gate, the first thing we saw was a small lake. The lake is clear, and the leaves are floating on the water, just like a free-flowing boat. There are clusters of green bamboo forests on the shore, swaying in the wind, like a little girl washing her hair and dancing!
Along the rugged tour path, we came to a vast grassland in the blink of an eye. The air here is fresh, and it's refreshing to stand here. We greedy cats forgot to appreciate the beautiful scenery around us, only thinking about the delicious food in our schoolbags, and quickly spread the newspaper on the ground, and each of us put the food in front of us. Wow! All kinds of delicious food are dazzling, just like moving to a food supermarket. Everyone is informal, eating and commenting on the taste of food while eating. Sometimes the programs performed by our classmates make us laugh. Then a sharing meeting was held, and everyone read the books they brought from home with their classmates. After the sharing meeting, I went up the mountain to collect specimens. There are maple trees bigger than usual on that rugged mountain road, which are really "towering trees". I not only picked maple leaves, but also "clover", camphor leaves, bamboo leaves and so on. After visiting the mountain area, the teacher let us move freely. There are slides, "towns" and rockeries. The students had a good time. ...
How time flies! In a blink of an eye, we came to the last link-tug of war. The rule of the game is best of three games. At first, the students were very confident and tried their best to pull back, but we lost the first game because our bodies didn't lean back and our efforts were inconsistent. But we didn't lose heart, and then the second game began. Qi Xin had a hard time pulling it back. The third game, which is also the most important game, is too much for us, because we used our best strength in the second game, but we still insisted on using our best strength to pull. Although we didn't win, we were very happy because we had a "friendly match" and learned the truth about the cooperation between Qi and Xin.
This is really a colorful winter tour, unforgettable.
When it comes to winter, in other people's poems, it's Qian Shan where thousands of waters fly away without footprints. At that time, air-conditioned rooms were probably their beautiful sustenance.
In winter, I especially like it. Whenever the earth freezes in the winter of March 9, I will definitely put on thick clothes and go out to enjoy the beautiful scenery in winter.
Push open the door and you can see a beautiful picture. This is not a world, but a paradise! White and soft snowflakes are white everywhere, really like standing on a floating cloud. Walking in the snow, I found that the naughty winter doll used the window as drawing paper, because the window was covered with ice flowers, which was particularly beautiful, crystal clear and various patterns.
I kept walking until I came to the small pond. The river was frozen, but the ice was not too thick, like a thin layer of transparent tape. The fish below could be seen clearly, red, yellow and black. I think if the ice in the pond is particularly thick, I can show my talents, because my skating skills are the first in the community!
I walked again, smelling the fragrance as I walked. I followed the scent and came to a place that said garden. I think, it's winter, what other flowers are there? I was a little curious and walked in the door. Wow! I can't help admiring that there are many plum blossoms in it. I picked a bunch and stuck it in my head. It's really beautiful.
In winter, my favorite season, I picked a bunch of plum blossoms and collected them quietly. I will always smile at you in winter.
Have you ever seen pine and cypress evergreen in winter and plum blossom alone in winter? But have you ever seen the Chinese rose blossom in this cold winter? My rose blooms in this cold season.
I began to investigate why one of our Chinese rose flowers blooms in winter and the other doesn't.
First of all, I asked the date when the bud had just grown, and my mother said, "I found it a week ago", which is very strange. It was also winter a week ago, and it was very cold.
After that, I began to observe the growth environment differences between the two pots of Chinese rose. Flowering is the shade of the southeast zone of the rose, which will make the flowering rose unable to absorb sunlight in most of the morning and noon. Non-flowering roses only have a shade in the southwest, that is to say, non-flowering roses absorb much more sunlight in a day than flowering roses.
Finally, I checked the dormant period of Chinese rose online: Chinese rose 165438+ will hibernate in 10, and begin to shed leaves from 12 to March of the following year. I don't know if this little sunshine made Rose think it wasn't dormant, so it blossomed. Think about it, it's the only possibility.
It is true that there are few roses in full bloom in winter, but it is these seemingly bad factors that make a round of flowers bloom in winter.
When I woke up, I found that before I knew it, the outside world was wrapped in silver. Oh, it's the winter girl and her elf. Look, how happy they are flying in the air! Slowly, slowly, they fell to the ground, stayed on the house and covered the trees. Their shadows were everywhere. The appearance of each elf is also very different. I reached out to catch them, but they melted at the touch, so shy.
The elves loosely spread a white carpet on the floor. The branches are covered with snow, which is really like the strong wind in spring, blowing at night and blowing away the petals of 10 thousand pear trees. Ah! In this vast Xue Hai, it's really refreshing!
In this winter, those cold and proud plums in the corner unconsciously reveal a faint and elegant fragrance, which is so conspicuous in the vast white snow and so strong in all the flowers. It is unimaginable how it grew up in the cold wind and how it opened when it was helpless.
Hehe, a string of crisp laughter came from my ear. It turned out that everyone began to have snowball fights and had a good time.
Winter is beautiful, and the state of her white dress is admirable; Winter is happy, and she spends it in the laughter of children; Winter is magical, and the appearance of elves is very curious; Winter is. . . In winter, thousands of miles are frozen and Wan Li snows. It's winter.
Now that winter has arrived, I want to hug her deeply and say to her loudly: hello, winter!
Excellent composition in winter 7 "Ran Ran! Come down, let's go to the community to participate in activities! "Suddenly I heard Danny's cry downstairs. I immediately changed my clothes, wrapped my big scarf and rushed into the elevator. It's cold and cold!
"I'm sorry, my wife passed away. I ask for leave today and come to work tomorrow. It's cold this winter, so be careful when you go in and out! " A piece of paper in the elevator bulletin board caught my attention. A crooked font, an awkward sentence, who wrote this?
Oh! It must be her! Grandma Chen, who is in charge of cleaning ten buildings in Ziyuan! Although I call her grandma Chen, my mother says she is not much older than her mother. However, her dark and thin face is full of wrinkles and her hair is gray, especially her hands and fingers are soaked in cold water all the year round, but the back of her hand is dry, and her skin adheres in many places, which reminds me of the word "chapped", so I have always habitually called her "Grandma Chen".
The next day, I saw grandma Chen cleaning the floor glass in the elevator hall on the first floor. Her gray hair is more messy in the cold wind, and the small piece of black gauze on her left arm is particularly eye-catching!
"blossoming," I didn't expect grandma Chen's familiar Henan dialect to ring. "Be careful, the ground has just been dragged, it's a little slippery, it's cold outside, put on your hat …" I vaguely replied, glancing at Grandma Chen in a hurry. Her eyes are red. ...
"How sad it is for grandma to lose his wife! Will she spend the New Year alone this year? " Thought of here, the nose can not help but grieve. My friends and I made an appointment in advance to go to my grandmother's house to pay a New Year call to her. Grandma was surprised to see us coming. She touched her eyes subconsciously and said, "Son, why are you here?"
"Grandma Chen, we young pioneers are going to have activities, so we came here to see you!" Danny prevaricated according to our predetermined reasons. Grandma Chen didn't ask much, just rubbed her eyes ... Grandma brought red paper and scissors to teach us to cut window grilles and origami people. We also sang some "TF BOYS" songs that grandma didn't understand but made her laugh from time to time. ...
The cold wind is still blowing, but it seems a little brighter after a dark day. From time to time, I can hear other children playing with guns and their laughter outside. The previously budding daffodils suddenly burst into buds, and the smell of boiled jiaozi floated from Grandma Chen's hut. ...
Suddenly I feel that this winter is not cold!
Autumn is always a beautiful season, fruits are ripe, and paddy fields and orchards are filled with happy laughter everywhere. However, before autumn is over, winter comes in a hurry. At this time, the leaves fell and the weather suddenly became cold.
In the morning, all you have to do is wear a T-shirt inside and a jacket outside. But mom says it's very cold today, only degrees Celsius, so it's easy to catch a cold. I listened, and quickly put on my gown before I took up my schoolbag and went to school. Walking in the street, I found that there were few pedestrians on the street, mostly students, all wearing scarves and gloves, which became a beautiful scenery on the street in winter. A north wind blew, and my body trembled. I hurried home to add clothes, and then ran to school. In the evening, after finishing my homework, I began to watch the weather forecast. I was very surprised when I heard that the temperature tomorrow was only degrees Celsius. The temperature is already low enough, and now it's only degrees Celsius, so I don't want to freeze people to death. The next day, after I added a sweater to it, I changed my coat into a down jacket, but my mother asked me to wear a scarf again. Well, I can't help it. Who told me it was so cold today?
This winter, there is hardly a sunny day, but it is rainy and rainy, so annoying! There was supposed to be physical education class today, but it rained at this time, so physical education class had to be ruined and turned into a math class. For another example, Thursday afternoon was supposed to be our fourth grade sunshine sports, but it rained again, causing us to lose even sunshine sports.
It rained for several days, and finally it was sunny, but the fog came again. The fog surrounded the whole city and the trees turned milky white, as if they had been soaked in milk. The house is looming in the fog, and the car has to turn on the light when driving in broad daylight, for fear of not knowing who it will hit.
This winter is a season full of germs. For example, the recent outbreak of swine flu makes people panic, and the school stipulates that whenever the temperature exceeds. Students are not allowed to go to school. On the first day, our class caught a cold and let the whole class have a holiday for several days. Another person in Wenling died of a cold for unknown reasons, and the doctor is still looking for the reason. We immediately felt the loveliness of the sunshine.
This winter has not only brought us cold and unhappiness, but also brought us fear of death.
As soon as the footsteps of autumn left, the songs of winter followed. Chimonanthus praecox has quietly spread its buds, but camellia has sprouted new buds, and it is almost the New Year.
The snow is still falling, and there is a vast expanse of whiteness between heaven and earth. As if the whole world was covered with heavy snow, only a few pine trees in the distance were faintly green. "sasha vujacic, bang!" "sasha vujacic, bang!" What's that noise? Oh, it's the children having a snowball fight! The two sides fought fiercely and burst into laughter. There are eight snowmen in the yard next door, standing beside the yard respectively, as if they were guards guarding the frontier! Every snowman has a bright smile on his face! The pine and cypress on the roadside seem to be wearing a white coat and floating in the wind. The children shuttled back and forth, shaking off snowflakes from time to time and falling on them. When friends had enough fun, they ran to the yard to see plum blossom planting.
Everyone entered the yard and ran into the garden, and saw the plum blossoms blooming beautifully against the snow. No wonder there is the praise of "there are several plum blossoms in the corner, and cold ling blooms alone"! Plum blossoms are lined with snow, and plum blossoms are also printed with snow. Really beautiful! When you are close enough to smell it, it is more fragrant and refreshing, just like the only rose in the world. I like plum blossom, and I prefer its "cold ling alone" character.
Camellia also appeared in the yard, pink and tender, like a child's smiling face. When the wind blows, a few petals fall shyly. Add some joy to the grass covered with thick snow!
Winter passed quickly, the pace of spring is coming soon, and the new year has a new beginning!
Excellent composition in winter 10 The atmosphere in winter is joyful. I wonder why it snows so late. Oh, it turned out that Grandpa Xue forgot the date. Grandpa Xue, who arrived late, dragged his long white beard and hurried out. It's snowing everywhere where the long beard sweeps. There was a heavy snow. Some children have snowball fights, some make snowmen, and some play hide and seek. I feel happy watching petite figures shuttle in the snow.
The color of winter is white. From the perspective of painting, this makes sense. The color of spring is cool and green, such as blue waves and tender bamboo, full of hope; The color of autumn is fiery red, such as sunset, such as red leaves, full of mature breath; Summer, just between Chunhua and Qiushi, is a peak season of connecting the past with the future and alternating life, while winter is a season of family reunion, saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new. Look, Grandpa Xue has come to join in the fun. He sent a white dress to grandpa and everything on the earth, simply called the Kingdom of Snow and Ice.
The melody in winter is wonderful, and people's previously tense nerves have been completely relaxed. Some people watch TV at home, some people play computer games, some people have snowball fights and make snowmen outside. I like walking in the snow and listening to the sound of my feet stepping on the snow. Just like a beautiful song.
Winter is happy, white and wonderful. I want to loudly praise this romantic season among the four seasons.
Excellent composition in winter 1 1 quietly, quietly, in winter, secretly came to our side.
Winter, a cold season, is as cold as a patient with amnesia, indifferent and very quiet. The cold wind is the messenger of winter, telling people that winter is coming. It blows away Chimonanthus praecox and lets Chimonanthus praecox jump into its arms at will. It blows away the daffodils and lets them dance heartily in its arms ... but they are just immersed in their own world, but they are indifferent to people, and only the spirit of selfless dedication is touching.
Winter, a pure season, is as pure, carefree and detached as a white swan in a pure world. Snowflake, the spokesman of winter, speaks for winter. It performed "Colorful Rain", one after another, back and forth. Snowflakes are talking about the humanistic scenery and people in winter. Snow fell on branches and roofs, and covered everything with white quilts. Winter seems to make the whole world pure.
Winter, a calm season, is calm, and all the lively plants and trees are silent. The tree withered, covered with thin frost, looked mysterious and graceful. The grass seems listless, rotten and yellow. Looking at these, people can't help but think of some past events, which solidified tears and left the past happiness in the depths of their minds forever.
Winter, a cold, pure and calm season, shows another kind of beauty in our life.
Excellent composition in winter 12 In the cold winter with snow falling-Zhou Jingyan, Class 2, Grade 6, Jiankang Road Primary School, the sunshine is still warm in early winter.
Sitting on the wooden stool on the street corner, quietly watching the cars coming and going, listening to the noise. Pedestrians on the road come and go, with anxious or happy faces, but more indifferent and unruly, as if everything in the world has nothing to do with them.
Their eyes are gloomy and stagnant, as if there is no expectation and waiting, leaving only a blank heart to accept the reality and not report any illusions. A group of elderly people are sitting on the street corner, and the old radio at hand is playing soothing music. Vicissitudes seem to tell history. White hair as white as snow is the brand of time ... A group of young children are laughing at the station and dancing the vitality of youth in the shallow sunset ... The water in the cup gradually lost its temperature, but it did not affect my mood. Laughing children and kind old people are looking forward to it. Full of hope for the future ... For them, whether it is snowflakes in winter, fallen leaves in autumn, sunshine in summer or white clouds floating in the sky in spring, they are all novel and exciting, intertwined with reality and dreams, suffering and joy, getting rid of and pursuing. Snowflakes are falling, pedestrians are decreasing, and there are almost no people on the empty street. I put down my glass and left quietly. ...
The wind in winter is bitter and cold, and the wind on the river blows in waves. I walked on the road and the wind blew into my heart. Gave a cold shudder. Because there are guests at home, I can't stay, so I have to spend the night at home during my period.
I was walking on the road, and the wind was blowing mercilessly in my face. When I got home, I finished my meal, packed my things and prepared to go to the bathroom. I looked out of the window when I went to the toilet, and the rain outside the window began to rain without warning. The rain is neither too heavy nor too small. I reached out to pick it up, and the rain hit my hand. The biting coolness spread from my hands to my heart, and I wrapped up all my clothes without warning. I quickly closed the window and ran to the toilet to wash.
I quickly finished washing, wrapped in a quilt and ran to the bed, trying to warm the quilt and drive away the coolness. Wrapped in a quilt, I played with my mobile phone in the quilt for a while, ready to sleep, and lay in bed squinting.
Listening to the rain outside, I remembered the scene outside the window just now. I wrapped the quilt tightly again. It's raining outside, and it's so cold now. If the rain stops, it won't be colder tomorrow! Thinking that it will be colder tomorrow, I feel cold lying in bed. I thought I was asleep in bed, but I didn't know what to do.
The next morning, I slept in a daze, only to hear my mother and grandmother seem to be coming outside in the living room. I want to get up as soon as I lift the quilt. Maybe I lifted the quilt too hard. A gust of wind blew on my face, and I quickly shrank into the quilt. At this moment, my door opened. Not surprisingly, I just heard right. My grandma and mom are here.
As soon as grandma and mom came in, they said, get up quickly It's early morning. I wriggled in the quilt to show that I didn't want to get up. I said to my mother and grandmother, it's so cold. I don't want to get up. My mother seemed to guess that I would say this, so she took out a thick coat from her bag and said, I knew you would be cold. My grandmother and I remember bringing you a dress this morning.
I quickly got up and got dressed. I put on thick clothes, not only my body is warm, but my heart is warmer than mine. The love of my family warms my heart.
Although it is very cold in winter, warmth is everywhere. Knowing how to appreciate and cherish is the best warmth.
Autumn's mother-in-law left, and Grandpa Winter quietly came to the world with her children's snow dolls. Grandpa's mouth blew away in winter, blowing away the naughty north wind.
The north wind blows to the lake, and the lake freezes. "Hoo", the north wind blew into the grass, and the grass withered; "Hoo", the north wind blows to the treetops, and the leaves on the treetops fall off.
Wake up in the morning and see beautiful ice flowers on the window, some like running horses; Some are like a lively little white rabbit; Some are like chubby sheep. Don't think they are white, in fact they are colorful! Open the window, ah! I smell a fresh smell. It turned out to be wintersweet. Chimonanthus praecox stood there motionless, like an uncle of the People's Liberation Army.
After a while, a large number of snowflakes stopped, and the snowflakes were wrapped together, like laying a carpet on the ground. I quickly put on my coat, scarf, gloves and snowshoes and went out. I made a snowman outside and carved the word "Shaqirui" on the belly of the snow. "Ha ha ha", eat me a "rice ball"
Hey, what's that noise? Oh, it turns out that friends are having snowball fights, and people are skating on the frozen lake. Guess where the little animals went? Migratory birds fly to the south to say goodbye to us; The little frog sleeps in its warm home.
In winter, I always like to spread my wings and fly from the joy of autumn. Although there is no spring, no summer passion, no autumn richness, it brings us laughter and laughter in a timely manner. In winter, we only need to gently hold the sketch pen of Beifeng, and engrave a series of unfinished ink paintings on the title page of childhood memories.
In the winter sky, fog is often used as the stage, allowing snowflakes to display their talents freely. In that early morning, there was a special feeling. Fog, affectionately covering the world with gauze. At this time, even if you just stand by the window, you can't see anything clearly when you look up. But a little light decorated the fog into a dream world. If you go to work in the winter sunshine, when the milky fog slowly clears, the prelude of happy dance will be opened by us children.
I like it best when it snows in winter. I can put down my homework and run to twelve pots of grass for a crazy day. Everything has turned into a makeup. On the grass covered with duvets, the dryness and anxiety of the past have long since vanished. At this time, there will be silvery laughter everywhere in the twelve pots. Needless to say, a group of friends are running and playing. Look, how skilled they are in making snowman! As long as I meet playful friends, whether familiar or unfamiliar, I will put aside my usual shyness and actively join their team with great interest. Everyone will also warmly welcome every new player to join.
No matter how thick it is, as long as there is snow, we will pile up snow dolls of different sizes in a short time. I still remember one time, we were all worried that it had no nose. A clever partner suddenly picked up a small piece of wood, and the unique nose of the snowman became more interesting. Looking at the lovely snow doll, we happily sang and danced around the snowman. Whenever I get carried away, I don't know who threw a snowball at whom. Usually, before I realize it ... snowballs have crisscrossed and hit another target, drawing a white parabola.
I love white winter, which always brings us endless fun inadvertently!