I really believe that snow is not a scene, but it brings me more surprise than how much snow it has. I have never seen such a beautiful snow. I have never enjoyed it.
When I go to school at home, I am destined to have a miracle. I feel that everything is very unfortunate. I left my umbrella at home, my bicycle can't be opened, a big truck blocked the traffic, and I spent a few Minutes to get through the road.
Finally, I met Charlie. We were all late for math class. If it had happened the day before, we would have gone back to our seats without saying a word.
Except today, because the head teacher was in a bad mood, we had to stand outside in the cold wind. I didn't want to say anything. It was useless.
After a while, I stood with Charlie, and we both felt too cold to say a word. The world seems very quiet, I suddenly found a lot of thin ice falling from the sky. I yelled to Charlie, who was soon as excited as I was because it was snowing, but nothing happened.
The head teacher seems not to let us in, we have to stand outside at least one stop, class bell rings, he went to class, if you ask me whether there was a heavy snow before that day, I will tell you I don't remember, but during that time I got the answer, the ice turned white, quietly turned into snow, we immersed in it, no words from small to large, snow changed my imagination The wind was blowing hard, and the snow hit my face and hair, covering my whole body. We couldn't help shaking in the snow. We opened our mouths to taste the cold snow and stood still in the snow.
I believe that snow is not only a scene, but also a great miracle. It brings me more than it has. It's too big and so beautiful.
I can't imagine how wonderful the snow fell on me. I don't want to move. Although it's so cold, if you live in the north, you may think it's illusory, but the following things are even more unreal.
A bird, a beautiful parrot, flew from the sky to Charlie's shoulder and then to my shoulder like a celestial envoy. I don't know how to express it I thought the snow became smaller and smaller after class. Maybe we lost something, but we also got something.
I don't know what it means. I just hope to believe that it will bring me a good foundation and never forget the snow that day.
I really believe that snow is not a scene, but it has brought me a greater miracle than it. I have never seen such beautiful snow. I have never enjoyed it.
When I go to school at home, I am destined to get a miracle. Everything is unfortunate for me. I left my umbrella at home, my bicycle can't be opened, a big truck blocked the traffic, and it took me a few minutes to get through A way.
Finally, I met Charlie. We were all late for math class. If I showed up the day before, we would return to our seats without saying a word.
Except today, we were forced to stand outside in the cold wind because the head teacher was in a bad mood. I didn't want to say anything. It was useless.
After a while, I began to stand with Charlie, and we both felt too cold to say a word. The world seems very quiet, I suddenly found a lot of thin ice falling from the sky. I yelled to Hally.
She soon got as excited as I was, because it snowed, but nothing happened after class. The head teacher didn't seem to let us in. We had to stand outside and wait for at least one class when the bell rang.
If you asked me if I had seen a heavy snow before that day, I would tell you I didn't remember, but during that time I had to To the answer, the ice turned white, quietly turned into snow, we immersed in it, from small to large, silent, snow changed from my imagination, the wind blowing fiercely, snow hit my face, hair, covered my whole body. We couldn't help shivering in the snow. We opened our mouths to taste the cold snow, bent down in the snow and enjoyed the beautiful scenery.
I believe this is not only a scene, but also a great miracle. It has brought me a lot more things than before. It's too big and so beautiful.
I can't imagine how wonderful the snow fell on me. I don't want to move. Although it's very cold, if you live in the north, you may think it's nothing, but the things below are more unreal.
A bird, a beautiful parrot, like an angel, flew from the sky to Charlie's shoulder and then to my shoulder. I don't know how to express myself Love, just like it, how wonderful Parot didn't seem to leave, I think after class the snow becomes smaller and smaller, maybe we lost something, but we got something, I don't know what it means, I just hope to believe it will bring me good luck, I will never forget that day#.
(snow) have you ever seen the folly of the first snowflake is on the country road, on the branch of an old oak tree, on the wheat field in the plain, or among the mountains, to see the snowflakes jumping and dancing in the whirlwind. Flowers have six angles. Sometimes they are like stars, sometimes they are just white dots, they fall softly in silence, but you don't know, fields, houses, houses Trees and the whole earth are wrapped in a thin layer of snow.
I love snow because it is a holy and pure winter. Unlike other seasons, it is not as warm as spring, not as hot as summer, and not as sad as autumn. Snowflakes have their own grace and inspiration.
They look gentle, however, they are amazing attraction. Snowflakes fly everywhere as if they were little stars in the universe, moving in their own orbits. Look, this is a flawless silver world, how great, how spectacular, far away from the crowd, I walk alone in the snow, snowflakes drift over my head, if I can turn some of the snow in my heart into a part of my heart, then I will say, if my sweetheart can bring my happiness into my heart, then I will bring their happiness into my heart, and some believe it Snow can purify people's soul.
Some people think that snow can melt all evil in its purity. Sincerely, snow, you are a pure and white angel, you are an angel in heaven. You protect everything in the world silently and generously.
You melt quietly and nourish a green spring. Oh, snow, I love you.