Snow composition 1 finally ushered in the winter vacation, and finally going home. My heart is full of happiness, just as Du Fu was "ecstatic" when he first heard that the government troops had recovered Henan and Hebei. A large part of this is because I want to see the snow again, and I want to see the snow belonging to my hometown. Before my parents came to see me several times, they always inadvertently said something like "It's snowing again these days", which made my heart itch. At the same time, it has become my expectation, looking forward to having a holiday early and going home early to see the snow in my hometown.
I never imagined that this day would come so soon. On the day I first got home, I realized my expectation. This day, I was sleeping in the car when I was awakened by a violent shaking. I slowly opened my eyes and saw scattered snowflakes falling in front of me. I can't help being taken aback. At this time, a car driving in the opposite direction caught my attention. I was surprised to find that the roof of the car was covered with snow. I looked at the falling snowflakes, intoxicated in my heart, and shouted "Great" in my heart. As the scenery outside the car quickly faded, I also realized that I was getting closer and closer to home. At the same time, there are more and more snowflakes floating in the sky, which are getting denser and denser. Flocculent snowflakes keep pouring down, hitting the window, then turning into water droplets, slowly dripping down, leaving water marks on the window. This scene is quite beautiful in my eyes, just like a slowly unfolding picture scroll.
The car slowed down and finally stopped. I know I'm finally home. When I opened the car door, snowflakes flew all over the sky and hit me. I reached over and saw pieces of pure white crystal snowflakes fall on my hand, then melt and disappear instantly. Even if the snow is heavy, there is no snow left on the ground, but it is wet. I walked on the wet ground, slowly walked into the house and said "I'm back" to my parents for a long time. After putting away my luggage, I looked out of the window in my room and heard my mother say that it had been snowing since morning. I don't know when the distant peaks have become pure white, sometimes dotted with a little green, and with the constantly flying white snow as the background, it constitutes a pleasing picture.
Looking at this snow scene, I have a sense of satisfaction and a little melancholy, because the classmates who bathed in this snow scene with me in those years have already lived far apart. I can't help but think of the snow scene outside the window when we watched together in the classroom and played with the snow piled on the table tennis table ... Now, there are only faint memories and yearning in my heart. Seeing this snow, I can't help but think of that time and miss the past. The snow in this hometown not only reminds me of my hometown, but also reminds me of my past. I think: if there is color in my mind, it will be as white as snow; If miss also has a shape, it will be as delicate and beautiful as thinking of snow; Missing must be something as beautiful as snow, and it can never be wrong.
Snow topic composition 2 20xx years of snow is still falling in my memory ... the overwhelming white thorns stung my eyes.
I clung to the cold snow and buried my head in the thick snowdrift, forgetting the cold and pain. I only remember that my howling echoed in the mountains for a long time. Everything is gradually blurred, but grandma, your figure is getting clearer and clearer. I still remember when I was a child, lying in bed with my grandmother around me, and the faint familiar fragrance in my hair kept getting into my nose. You pour out: "You should listen to your parents when you go to Ningbo, but don't follow strangers. You should eat well and wear warm clothes ... "I have been sleeping slowly in your arms, regardless of my youth. When you wake up, you carefully hold the thick soles with lines in the dim light. I took it curiously, this is the smallest, this is bigger, and that is bigger, hey! This is the biggest! "Grandma, why do you make so many soles?" I asked curiously. "Children's feet grow fast! Grandma's soles are going to catch up with yours! " Grandma replied that her hands were still working, and the needle and thread were really neat. When I took a closer look, grandma's rough hand was pulled out by the thread. Grandma, we have to go. The wind in the mountains is always strong, which blows away all the sand. You got lost in the sand, didn't you? Why do you laugh but shed endless tears? Go home. You have climbed several mountains and crossed several rivers. Bye, grandma! Goodbye! When I got the news that my grandmother was dying, the final exam had just ended. Mom and dad said grandma was actually not here early, but she was still thinking about my final exam. We hurried home without stopping. It snows all over the sky and the ground is endless. The coach was stuck in a long queue and did not move. I prayed silently in my heart: grandma, grandma, I'm coming to see you! Your favorite little granddaughter is back to see you! But god still didn't hear my cry. By the time we got home, you had left with a smile. My uncle said that he reported my final exam results to my grandmother. Grandma smiled and said, "Good! All right! Children have a bright future! The baby is going out of the mountain! " Grandma, it is raining again. The thin rain is like tears, as if every time I think of you, I am in tears.
Chen Manman's parents are migrant workers. She was taken to Ningbo by her parents since she was five years old. In 20xx, her grandmother passed away. Because of the massive traffic jam caused by heavy snow, the child didn't see her best grandmother for the last time, so she missed her grandmother very much and felt guilty. Slow-falling cherry blossoms were published on 20xx-xx- 123: 13 Chen Manman's parents are migrant workers, and she has been brought to Ningbo by her parents since she was five years old. In 20xx, her grandmother died because of the large-scale snow. The guilt in Chen Manman's children's hearts is really sympathetic. It takes clear time to write articles about memories, and it is not difficult to read.
On Sunday night, after attending a family reunion, our group drove home, only to find that the sky had already been covered with snowflakes. The first snow this winter fell quietly around us. Although the car is warm, I can already feel the cold outside when I see the smell on the window.
The howling wind tells us that winter has come. I couldn't help picking up the phone and dialing my mother's home number. I told her excitedly that it was snowing here. Although it's cold, I'm happy. Mom also smiled and told me that it was snowing at home. I can't help feeling a little moist in my eyes. Although I have no home, the environment we are experiencing now is the same, as if I had never left my mother's side. This is the first time I have seen snow in other places, especially in the north of my hometown. In my impression, although my hometown is very cold in winter, the coldest time is only about 40 days, and spring is coming soon.
The real cold in the north is something I have never experienced before, with a little expectation and a little fear. I remember when I was very young, I seemed to be as old as my daughter now, and winter was really not easy. My little cotton-padded jacket and trousers are wrapped like a meat zongzi, so I won't feel pain even if I accidentally fall. I can't erase the rest of my memory. Early in the morning, my mother hurried to work and dragged me to kindergarten.
The big slope in front of the house is the most dangerous place when it snows. It is particularly interesting for a child who can fall without pain to get up after slipping. There is not much snow in my hometown, and I occasionally see goose feather and heavy snow. When I was in middle school, my home was not far from school. Usually I can take two buses, but most of the time I like to walk to school. I remember there was a heavy snow in the winter of grade one. Early in the morning, my mother wrapped me in the warmest cotton-padded clothes she could find at home, put on her own leather cotton shoes and watched me leave home and walk to school.
After walking for more than ten meters, I turned around. My mother is still standing at the door looking at me. Snowflakes blocked my view and my mother's figure became blurred. But I could feel her worry, waved and walked quickly to school. Sweeping snow is something I like to do very much since I went to school. Everyone is holding a shovel and broom, and there is a pile of floating snow everywhere. This is the snowman's body. When I was a child, the snowman in my mind was the snow doll in the cartoon Snow Child, but I wouldn't make the same pile. My snowball is never round, and my eyes, nose and mouth are always hard to stick to the snowman's face. A drop of eye drops makes my nose crooked, but I will never forget such an interesting thing. My daughter is older. When it snowed last year, I took her to make a snowman in front of my house. The child is so happy that he doesn't even want to go home in cold weather. He jumped around the snowman happily and shouted, "Mom, I like snow, I like making snowman, and I like winter."
I don't like winter because it is too cold, but I like the snow in winter, her whiteness, her softness and the good luck she brings to people. Because of work, our family came to a new city this year and started a new life. Everything around me always makes me homesick, but I believe my future life will be very happy, as blue and sunny as the snowy sky.
Today, in class, Lele made trouble again, which made Melissa Zhou, who loves learning, very angry. Several reminders, warnings, threats and efforts were not enough (all ignored by Lele). This angered Melissa Zhou and said to Lele after class: "If you make trouble again, I will let you have bad luck!" However, will Lele stop making trouble? No, no,no. Lele doesn't care. Well, it is better. I still have confidence in myself!
The next day, Lele slept soundly, but what is the use of incense? When our optimistic Lele saw the alarm clock, she couldn't stop being optimistic: "My mother Mia! It's half past eight! ! ! "With a snort, he rolled out of bed. Where are the slippers? Where are the slippers? Why is there only one left? Forget it, forget it, barefoot! Clothes clothes, alas, there are no clean clothes, um, from the washing machine. Hmm? It's all wet. Anyway, just put it on! As a result, Lele's hair was messy and her clothes rushed to college wet.
After Lele was punished, the tutor suddenly said in surprise, "Lele, what happened to your shoes?" Hearing this, Lele lowered his head. It's true, a slipper and a running shoe. Alas, I lost face today. Reluctantly returned to the seat, pencil case, pencil case, roared, fortunately, I didn't forget to bring it, but it seemed almost the same as forgetting it. Because there are only two pencils in it, one is blunt and the other is broken. Lele just can't figure it out. How could it be so unlucky?
The best thing is to have lunch. As soon as the chicken leg is put on the plate, it will slip off. As soon as it is put on the plate, the poor kitchen aunt becomes more and more ugly after putting it on for more than a dozen times, and finally she simply doesn't put it on. In this way, we ate a chicken leg less happily. It's not over yet, because the chicken legs have been left for too long, and there is no rice. Poor Lele can only eat cucumbers with a bitter face. It suddenly occurred to him that what Melissa Zhou said turned out to be Melissa Zhou's fault. I am so angry. Let her undo the magic first! So an irate Lele pretended to apologize sincerely to Melissa Zhou, and finally lifted the unlucky magic.
But Lele can't stand this tone. He feels that he must take revenge, otherwise he can't understand the hatred in his heart! So before class, he put a magic caterpillar in Melissa Zhou's pencil box, which is a good display. Sure enough, when the bell rang, a shrill scream echoed in the classroom with the bell. Our diligent Melissa Zhou pointed to a crawling caterpillar in the pencil case in horror, scared to death. However, after the teacher removed the caterpillar, five minutes later, Melissa Zhou's screams came again with the second wave of attack. As you can imagine, this class is very interesting.
Now I guess Melissa Zhou will retaliate again. When their "revenge" will end depends on our great mentor!
Today, the teacher told us that our motherland will welcome the Beijing Olympic and Paralympic Games in the winter of 2022. What makes me more happy is that two lovely mascots "Ice Shield" and "Edelweiss" will also come to us.
I think about what the teachers said. They look lovely. "Silently, don't hurry to do your homework?" My mother is urging me to do my homework. I fell asleep when I was doing my homework carelessly. ......
I feel two people coming towards me. I turned my head and saw that it was "ice mound" and "melting snow". They told me mysteriously that they would take me to a place. So, under the guidance of "Bingdundun" and "Edelweiss", I came to a shabby small mountain village, and the children were studying in the open-air classroom. What surprises me even more is that these children's pens are too short to hold and still in use. Think about my usual pencil case. It's either lost or broken. What a pity! Anyway, these pupils' books are actually used on both sides. It's a waste to throw away books that you don't usually use.
After school, Bingdundun suggested that I follow one of the little girls home to have a look. Their family had to walk a long mountain road home. They were very thirsty after walking such a long mountain road. I expect to have a drink at her house. To my surprise, drinking water is not easy. I saw her at home, cooking for herself skillfully, just like an adult. I am curious. Where are the adults at home? "Xue Rongrong" told me that her father was in a coma because he went up the mountain to cut wood, and her mother took care of her father in the hospital. The little girl finished her meal, took a shower and began to do her homework. It's very late at this time. She saw her exercise books on a wooden table, neat and clean, and all of them were rated as "excellent" by the teacher. Look at that. I even blushed with shame. But from beginning to end, the little girl didn't complain or shed a tear. I think if I were you, I might lose my mind. When I came back from the little girl's house, my mind was greatly shocked. There are so many children as old as me who are enduring the hardships of life and insist on studying hard.
"Ice Dun Dun" and "Snow Rongrong" seem to see through my mind. They said to me: What did you learn from that little girl? I nodded in response. "Although I can't suffer like a little girl, I promise I won't let my mother urge me to do my homework again. I will be as strong and independent as that little girl in the future. " I made a high-five agreement with "Bing Dundun" and "Xue Rongrong"
"Silently, fell asleep again? Hurry up and do your homework. " My mother's urging pulled me back from my dream to reality. I rubbed my eyes and solemnly said to my mother, "mom, I won't let you catch up on your homework in the future." This is my promise to my mother and my agreement with my good friends. " My mother was shocked when she heard what I said. Only I understand that this is my agreement with "Bingdundun" and "Xuerongrong".
Every time I see the scene of snow, I can't help but think of the winter when I was nine years old, the heavy snow that brought me good memories.
I remember when I was nine years old, one morning, the weather was unusually cold and it was snowing heavily. Under the roof, branches and roads are covered with a thick layer of snow. I stepped on it and made a creaking sound, leaving a series of deep footprints in the snow. The snow-covered world outside the window is particularly charming.
Dad got up and opened the window, only to hear my father call me: "Look, son, what a beautiful snow scene!" " Come on, son, let's play with the snow. "I am very happy to hear this news.
Downstairs, I saw many people playing in the snow, some skiing, some skating, and some people having snowball fights ... very lively!
There is snow on the tree, on the ground and on the car. My father and I made snowballs from the snow on the car, on the leaves, on the railing of the bridge and on the ground, and began to have snowball fights. A fierce war began. At that time, I saw snowballs flying everywhere and laughter flying everywhere. I chased after the fight, and my father fled to fight. Dad flew a snowball, and I quickly hit back. Inadvertently, my father's snowball hit my foot. I hid and flew. Snowball flew into dad's neck, only to hear dad running and shouting, "Ah, ah, I'm so cold!" " It's cold! "I shouted," Oh, victory, victory! " I jumped three feet for joy.
Dad waved and said to me, "son, come and play with the snowman." Dad soon found a good place and began to make a snowman in the snow. Soon, he rolled a big snowball. Dad asked me to roll the snowman's head. I first picked up a mass of snow, kneaded it into a small ball with my hands, and then rolled it on the ground. But I rolled for a long time, and my hands were frozen stiff. The snowball rolled as big as my fist, and I was a little discouraged. At this time, my father pushed a big snowball to encourage me: "Son, you must have perseverance in everything, and persistence is victory." Dad's words seemed to have an infinite force urging me, and I began to snowball happily again. ...
The snowman's head finally rolled. I put it on the snowman rolled by my father, and the snowman's body will be fine. My father will install the snowman's long nose, big eyes, mouth and arms. Soon, a delicate snowman will be ready! At this time, my father came back and took a look. I always feel that something is missing. Father thought about it, put his hat on the snowman's head, then took off his scarf and surrounded him. This snowman really looks like a real person from a distance!
Later, my father and I also participated in a skating competition. Whoever reaches the finish line first wins, and the loser rolls four snowballs. The game started, and my experienced father overtook me, and I followed closely, but then I lost control of my direction, fell off my big ass and was fined for rolling four big snowballs. But I didn't lose heart and finally won the second game.
Never seen such heavy snow, so the memory of snow is so deep, so interesting and so beautiful.
Last night, there was heavy snow in the whole province. In the morning, everything is white, what a world wrapped in silver! At noon, the teacher asked the students to play with snow on the playground. Now, I am so happy. The playground suddenly turned into a sea of joy and staged a special snowball fight.
I grabbed a snowball and threw it at Liu Qiliang. Ha ha! Snowball is hitting his forehead, and his embarrassing appearance makes me laugh! I thought to myself: people often say "a good start"!
Alas? How did I get shot? It turned out that when I was laughing, the teacher took the opportunity to give me an injection. Now, I am unhappy. I quickly picked up a snowball and threw it at the teacher. But the result is actually "draw water with a bamboo basket-with a sieve".
But I didn't admit defeat, so I gathered several accomplices and attacked the teacher together. Surrounded the teacher and then threw snowballs at the teacher.
The teacher was caught off guard and repeatedly shouted, "Who will help me?" Who will help me? "Many female students heard that, have put into rescue, a battle between men and women began!
As the saying goes, "Catch the thief first and catch the king first"! , launched an attack on the teacher. To this end, I grabbed the snowball, pointed it at the teacher and shot it. Haha, I won! The snowball hit the teacher on the head. Unexpectedly, there are so many big white flowers on the teacher's shoulders and back. The teacher can't come, but he is running away. Oh, teacher, teacher, you are too timid to use Xi Xiao Shuang as a "shield", hum! No one was spared, and it was another flurry. The smashed women's group was badly wounded and fled-1 of "pa", I got a shot in the face. "Wang Chao," I don't know who gave a cry, and I looked up for it. "Revenge for the teacher!" "Scratching", a burst of indiscriminate bombing-I became a living target! ! ! Our army also responded that I want to be alone, but of course I can't compete with those tall "heroines". Thirty-six plans, walking is the best policy, escape! I trotted away from the main battlefield, found a remote place to "camp" and combed the "wound" S. Snow water had melted into my mouth, and I tasted it, which was not bad. I took a few breaths, wiped the snow off my face and threw myself into a new battle.
"Go, go, go ——" I aim to fight and earn two by fighting "Death". And I also "fired a black gun", very accurate! "Bang bang", very enjoyable! Hey, how did the teacher become a deserter? Oh, I went to take pictures! As soon as the "boss" left, the morale of the army fell sharply, and several girls followed. Suddenly, the bell rang. Reluctantly, but the imperial edict is hard to violate!
When I left, I took a snowball and aimed it at the tall Zhang Yu. Unexpectedly, it hit her pretty face! I'm so happy! Although she shouted, I thought: I will become a bomb expert in the future.
Snow, you make this sleeping world excited and this cold air hot and dry. Will become enthusiastic and bold, full of youth.
I love snow, and I love snowball fights even more!
Jing M.Guo, a young writer. His words are lonely and sad, but at the same time they are smart and jumping. Every work. Like bamboo in a faint bamboo forest. On the blue surface, those black spots are symbols of our sadness and emotion, which will never be erased. ......
Fantasy City is his famous work, which is why I like his writing.
In a huge castle, the king stands above ten thousand people-the castle. In front of everyone, he is the supreme god; He is omnipotent in front of the minister. But in his heart, he is like a bird in a cage, unable to spread its wings and fly high. Without freedom, every heartbeat is so lonely and disappointed. But he can't choose his own way, and he can't keep the love that is only one centimeter away. He passed by spring several times, and he lost everything for an empty noun. The slender fingers are black and white, and the love in the heart is pure white. Open your palm and turn it into countless joyful actions. The birth of reality doomed his love to be fragmented. White paper is covered with helpless black. In the death of pear, it became Jane Black who killed people without blinking an eye; Next to the nail that released the last bit of spiritual power, it became black and red like blood; In Lanchang's heart, which stopped beating, it became a black hole of despair. Friends who once fought side by side fell in front of him, and the expression on their faces was like Ji Lian's strange smile, which made him helpless in Caso's unguarded eyes ~ Caso's life became a chess game, and he lost this chess game and his own life.
Looking at Jing M Guo's crystal-clear snow castle from a distance, looking at the silent loneliness of the castle, only the sound of him pacing back and forth in the empty castle. Wow, it snows there! . Oh, no. It used to be an ice and snow field that did not melt all year round. Castle's heart was half sad and half boiling. His love is like a biting cold wind, swaying in his world, transparent but silent. He wanted to escape from the black hole, but he got deeper and deeper in the years. His expectation is a little white, and his love comes in autumn, like the snow and ice that has remained unchanged for thousands of years here, standing in the air, but no one's shadow moves inside. In the end, I sacrificed myself in my last life, but I wanted to find a free snowbird for Caso. In this life, I have driven Caso to a dead end with my sword. However, maybe in this way, he will be free. ......
"Interpretation, Castle, he is free, and his soul is floating in the blue sky that once belonged to you. Can you see it? Stone, you are in the dust, raising cherry blossoms all over the sky. At the end of the dream, Castle just wanted to turn around and say,' I'm leaving, please be free anyway'. "
At the end of the article, there is no period for me. I can vaguely see your deep and rich love on the lake. How many people shed farewell blood under your sharp outline for freedom and rebirth. Right? I saw it. There are hundreds of millions of light-years of tears on your faces. The wind blows up the silver hair on your floor, and I gently close the book. "Next life. Life after life, please feel free to ~ ~ ~ "I saw that at the moment when the flame rose, the snow and ice in the snowy forest disappeared.