Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off XuanYuanTai. -Li Bai's Popular North

The sun is shining, and when Shan Ye is overcast, the snow is flying and confusing. -Li Bai's "Give Wang Liyang after Drunk Snow"

There are thousands of snowflakes in Yaotai, and the spring breeze blows off one by one. -Li Bai's "Reward Yin Mingzuo for Five Clouds of Qiu Ge"

Stegosaurus, snow shines on hibiscus. -Li Bai's "The Sixteen Swords of Antique Shuanglong"

The ground is white, the wind is cold, and snowflakes are as big as a hand. -Li Bai's "Mocking Wang Liyang for Refusing to Drink"

Su Shi's ode to snowflakes

Spring is better than spring, and a spring breeze sobers up. Not like the end of the world, but like snowflakes. -Su Shi's "Minus Magnolia beginning of spring"

It snowed outside Yuhang Gate last year. At the end of spring this year, flowers are blooming like snow, and my home is still not seen. -Su Shi's Youth Tour Last Year

Liu Yuxi's Poems in Praise of Snowflakes

Under the cloud curtain of the 28 th National Day, in the snow of the 3,000 th century. -Liu Yuxi's Farewell to Lotte in the Snow at Fuxian Temple

Meng Jiao's poem praising snowflakes.

The empty landscape suddenly opened and the snowflakes were still in the clothes. -Meng Jiao's "Listening to the Qingxi Monk as the Yuan layman to Say the Vimalakīrti Classic"

Zhou Deqing's Poems in Praise of Snowflakes

It's autumn again. Frost leaves are dancing in the maple forest, and buckwheat snowflakes are fluttering. -Zhou Deqing's "Hong Xiuxie Suburb"

Chen Ziang's poem praising snowflakes.

Dancing alone is like snow, flying alone is like clouds. -Chen Ziang's "Ode to the Main Mural, Crane Sending Joe's Main Book Cui Works"

Ma Zhiyuan's poem praising snowflakes.

It will be dusk, the snow will dance wildly, and the catkins will float in Ban Mei. -Ma Zhiyuan's "Shouyang Qu Jiang Tian Mu Xue"

Cen Can's poem praising snowflakes.

Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. -Cen Can's Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home.

Han Yu's poem praising snowflakes

Snow is too late for spring, and it is flying through the courtyard trees. -Han Yu's Chun Xue

Gao Shi's poem praising snowflakes

Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind is blowing snow. -Gao Shi "Don't be big"

* * * Poems praising snowflakes

Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring. -* * * "Operator Yongmei"

See what the northern countries show: Hundreds of leagues ice-bound go; Thousands of leagues flies snow. -* * * "Qinyuan Spring Snow"

Wan Li waves rolling, snowflakes flying to Diaoyutai. -* * * "Four Wonders of Tide Watching"

Su Shi's ode to snowflakes

It snowed outside Yuhang Gate last year. At the end of spring this year, flowers are blooming like snow, and my home is still not seen. -Su Shi's Youth Tour Last Year

Spring is better than spring, and a spring breeze sobers up. Not like the end of the world, but like snowflakes. -Su Shi's "Minus Magnolia beginning of spring"

Fang Hui's poem praising snowflakes

Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, but I didn't expect Jiangnan to see them. —— Fang Hui's Three Snowfalls in February, Yanshan Snowflakes as Big as Seats.

Bai Yuchan's poem praising snowflakes.

Master shakes his fingers in the smoke, and the waterfall cuts snowflakes. -Bai Yuchan's "Nine Songs and Ten Songs, Zhang Xianfeng's Former Fairy House"

Complete works of beautiful sentences praising snowflakes

Snowflakes are falling quietly. Snowflakes flying all over the sky, one after another, like dandelions all over the sky, and like countless young and indescribable lives, tremble and fluctuate in the boundless night sky. The expression is so pleasant and the change is so magical. Jing Tian seems to feel that there is a big white wing hidden on the earth. Before you know it, it is a vast expanse of whiteness. Snowflakes are white and pure. They make the earth pure and beautiful. I have a feeling that snow not only makes everything pure, but also makes people's hearts as beautiful and pure as it. Little snowflakes are scattered at the end of this season, and winter seems to be too shy about this parting. Snowflakes are clustered, but they are more colorful at this time. In the warm sunshine, they are colorful and exude a charming atmosphere. Snowflakes in winter are particularly enchanting, and the mountains and rivers are really so charming. Winter in the north is very cold, and there is no feminine taste in the south. Snowflake is the "makeup artist" of the world and a good partner of our children. When the snow covered the earth, we all rushed out of the house, played in heaven, made snowmen and had snowball fights ... laughter filled the frozen world with vitality. Snowflakes keep flying down and fall on children's heads, shoulders and feet, ha! It's Santa Claus! Grab a snowflake gently and it will soon disappear into a pool of shiny water. Touching your face a little will make you feel particularly comfortable, which has never been so comfortable! That piece of elegant snowflake, fluttering down, saw countless snowflakes falling down, as if countless petals were deliberately closed, like dancing for people, and like countless little angels, offering us a fragrant atmosphere. How beautiful! Look through the white snow curtain, oh! What a snowy world! Thousands of trees seem to be full of pears. Between the layers of leaves, snowflakes are dotted with flowers, some are graceful and open, some are bashfully banging on bones and dancing with the vibration of branches, which is so charming. The small leaves that lost their lives were decorated with snowflakes and regained their charm. Chimonanthus praecox and Pinus ponderosa are friends, and the faint fragrance is intoxicating. The house was covered with frost, the willow branches turned into silver bars, and the wall was like a long snake with a white back, facing the gray curtain in the distance. Really beautiful! A few snowflakes are flying in the sky. Very happy, slowly drifting down. Seeing that I was about to land, I caught the "flying snowflake" with both hands. Snowflakes fell on my handicrafts and felt a little cold, but when I saw such pure and beautiful snowflakes, I felt warm. Magic snowflakes, shining in the sky, are particularly bright. Hexagonal snowflakes are shining with silver, like little stars in the sky. Snow is as white as jade. Is it General Xiaotian sent by the Heavenly Palace or the jade leaf falling from the laurel tree in the Moon Palace? Snowflakes are like beautiful jade butterflies, dancing with ecstasy; Like a dandelion blown off; Like flying; Like a little white flower given by an angel; Scattered and gathered, fluttering leisurely, gently Ying Ying, is undoubtedly the masterpiece of the earth! I saw the snow in front of me as naughty as a butterfly, falling under the eaves for a while, falling on the branches for a while, and floating on the faces of pedestrians from time to time. Ah! Snow girl, I want to praise you loudly. You are too selfless to give your short life to the earth. You protected the crops and let them spend the winter in your arms. With your nourishment, they thrive and bring us fun. This snowy world is our paradise. Snow girl, I deeply admire your pure spirit, broad mind and selfless dedication. Snowflakes are fluttering, and thin snowflakes are falling from the sky, which makes people feel that winter will not be cold. Snowflakes are elves, bringing beauty to the world. White snow flowers float to the trees, and we will feel butterflies flying in the branches, which is very exciting; Floating to the ground, the earth was wrapped in a piece of silver, and the Holy Spirit felt very relaxed. Snowflakes are beautiful. Every little snow flower is a small pattern. They have something in common and their own charms. Some are like bright stars, some are like thin sewing needles, some are like hexagonal petals, and some are like six unfolded fans ... really beautiful. But there is not a snowflake in the world. As soon as I saw the snow, I was very excited. I forgot the cold and ran out of the house with only one coat on, so I cheered in the garden. Looking up at the sky and seeing snowflakes flying all over the sky, my heart dances with them. Although it is the middle of winter, in order to leave a beautiful world, they still fly unremittingly regardless of the cold. The wind can't stop them, they are the messengers of winter! Freedom, fighting against the sky, it seems that they are the masters of winter. Snow fell quietly on the ground, and before long, the ground was covered with a thin layer of snow. Walk slowly in the snow so as not to wake them. These snowflakes are really beautiful. I listened to the beautiful melody and looked at the gentle spirit, so I had to lead me into the door of reverie. When I look at the white snow flowers, I think of colored peony, pure lily and fragrant osmanthus. Snow, it's still falling. Look, they are dancing with the fallen leaves! The yellow leaves and the white snow flowers set each other off. Listen, they are whispering to the green grass under their feet. Are they really looking for an infinitely beautiful spring? Snow is beating everyone's heart. It turns out that it nourishes not only everything, but also the soul! Dazzling pure white is flashing, and the air seems very fresh. Bend down, pick up a mass of snow, take care of them carefully, and the coolness suddenly spreads all over your body. Before I get close to my face, the residual temperature on my hand will melt it. I can't help but sigh, why is this beauty lost so fast? It disappears before you can enjoy it slowly. Perhaps, after this light snow, a new spring is coming. Looking up at the falling snow in the sky, it turned out to be just a piece of sky, and gradually I felt that the color of a certain point in the sky was whiter than that of other places, and it was moving around. Finally, it is clear that it is a snowflake, hovering like a fairy, more like a small paratrooper swaying in the air, swaying to the mountain and falling to the ground, thus adding a touch of white to the earth. Snowflakes in the sky fall happily like elves. They stretched their delicate white bodies, stroking their crystal long hair and threw themselves into the embrace of the earth. They are so cute, wearing unique snowcoats, playing happily in the sky, and some are free to rotate in the air, stretching their feminine posture; Some groups, under the pine trees on the roof, are playing happily; Some people are carefree and complacent, perhaps intoxicated with the * * * when landing, landing lightly, without bringing any sound to the world. Snowflakes are floating. I don't know where they are going, but they have been floating like this. The shape of snowflakes is really beautiful, almost like a five-pointed star, but most snowflakes have six or seven angles and are crystal clear. I often look at a snowflake in a daze and think that the world is amazing. I created such a beautiful thing, and my heart was touched at that moment. Snowflake is like a flying butterfly, shining her "wings" happily, as if to scatter glittering snowflakes on the earth and let the earth rest under the soft bed curtain. Pregnant with the growth of the new year. Through the gloomy clouds, catkin-like snowflakes were wrapped in the north wind and fell in succession. The sky is full of flying snowflakes, and there are crystal snowflakes everywhere. At this time, if you are interested in going out for a few steps, then your head and shoulders will be covered with a white scarf embroidered with snowflakes, and the beautiful scenery of "If spring comes, night comes, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees" will naturally emerge in front of your eyes. A feeling of praise will arise. It's beautiful, snowflake! Snowflakes fall on the trees and put a white sweater on the branches of holly trees to make them beautiful in winter. White snow hung on the branches, furry. If you don't look carefully, you'll think it's a beautiful ornament inserted there. This spectacular sight can't help but remind you of two famous poems: "Like the strong wind in spring, it comes at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees." The sun poked its head out of the clouds, and his face was red, which made the sweater bright and dazzling. Sparkling red light and elegant snow stripes are really enchanting wrapped in red makeup. Walking quietly, Xue Huadian dripped into the sky. It is a very happy feeling to be able to spend rare leisure in the snow so quietly. I seem to be easily satisfied, so I am intoxicated and addicted. Snow is so good, I finally know that winter is coming, winter without snow is easy to be ignored, and life without four seasons is very painful. A small snowflake floated into the river and turned into a drop of water. Shh, listen carefully, how many little snowflakes are telling their experiences with small fish and shrimp in the river! Look, how happy they are! Suddenly, another small snowflake fell from the sky. He floated to the empty Tiananmen Square and became a new person on the ground. In this way, one small snowflake after another fell from the air. "Hoo-"Thousands of snowflakes are flying all over the sky, like silver butterflies, like white petals, like light feathers ... They dress up the whole earth like a fairy tale world of pink and jade. Like a fairy scattering flowers, endless snowflakes fall from the depths of the sky, like a gentle and graceful fairy wearing a white skirt, paying tribute to all living things with beautiful dance, and then gently covering the leaves on the grass tips of the roof. In an instant, the true colors of everything were quietly covered by the first snow since winter, and replaced by a thin layer of snow. In a blink of an eye, snowflakes decorate everything with the power of nature. Snowflakes are as elegant as butterflies and as white as dandelions. It's beautiful! Snowflakes are flying in the open air, as if to say with a smile, "Friends, let's dance together!" " ! Come on! A few snowflakes are flying in the sky. Very happy, slowly drifting down. Seeing that I was about to land, I caught the "flying snowflake" with both hands. Snowflakes fell on my handicrafts and felt a little cold, but when I saw such pure and beautiful snowflakes, I felt warm. Magic snowflakes, shining in the sky, are particularly bright. Hexagonal snowflakes are shining with silver, like little stars in the sky. Magnificent hexagonal petals, as light as smoke, as moist as jade and as white as clouds, quietly fell to the earth, covering Mother Earth with a quilt. Looking around, the whole world is as white as a fairy-tale snow kingdom. Snow is still floating in the sky, floating. I use painting to leave snowflakes. One stroke, two strokes, the snowflake is magnified by me. Uh, not enough. I picked up the camera and took pictures of snowflakes and snow. Snowflakes seem shy and drift to the other side with the wind. Snowflake is the "makeup artist" of the world and a good partner of our children. When the snow covered the earth, we all rushed out of the house, played in heaven, made snowmen and had snowball fights ... laughter filled the frozen world with vitality. Snowflakes keep flying down and fall on children's heads, shoulders and feet, ha! It's Santa Claus! Grab a snowflake gently and it will soon disappear into a pool of shiny water. Touching your face a little will make you feel particularly comfortable, which has never been so comfortable! The children chased and laughed, leaving a trail of footprints in the snow. This is our happy footprint, the footprint of childhood. Please enjoy Grandpa Dong's gift. Seeing the trace of snow falling slowly and gently, I thought of words that describe snow, such as "white, crystal clear, soft, naive and elegant" and "what is snow like?" Such as "If catkins come from the wind", "There are five flowers on the grass and six unique snowflakes" and "If the spring breeze comes, a thousand trees will bloom pear blossoms overnight". Remembered the proverb "Snow shines in a good year"; I even remembered what Shelley said in ode to the west wind, "Oh, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?" ? White and glittering snowflakes rushed to the ground, smeared cream on the "house cake", dyed flowers and trees white, and painted a "cat costume" for Che Ge. What a naughty egg! Snowflakes fall at an alarming rate every second. In an instant, the whole world was wrapped in white and enchanting, as if covered with a white carpet. The snow is getting bigger and bigger, from a little bit to a cotton ball that seems to fall from the sky. Snowflakes keep flying, like cotton, like catkins, like poplars, flying all over the sky. It is the essence of water and the soul of ice. They seem to be dancing to the strong cold melody of the north wind. They miss this vast land so much that they are eager to move their feet and kiss the long-lost land. Mother Earth happily accepted these returning children and embraced them in her broad bosom. It is frost's sister and the messenger of winter. How different it is to stare silently! I looked at the snowflakes floating in the sky. Through snowflakes, I seem to see a snowflake world composed of powder and jade. In that world, snowflakes are lovely spirits, adding luster to the snowflake world. Snowflakes fall on the trees and put a white sweater on the branches of holly trees to make them beautiful in winter. White snow hung on the branches, furry. If you don't look carefully, you'll think it's a beautiful ornament inserted there. This spectacular sight can't help but remind you of two famous poems: "Like a strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees." When it snows, there are countless snowflakes in the sky. Some are flying in the air, like butterflies. Snowflakes fell to the ground and bounced like small balls. In a blink of an eye, branches, trunks and leaves are covered with a thick layer of ice, which puts a thick coat on the trees. The snow on the ground is loose and soft, and it seems to sink into the mud pond as soon as you step on it. After the goose feather heavy snow, the snow on the ground seems to be covered with a thin crystal-clear carpet. The children get together to make a snowman and have a snowball fight. I couldn't help feeling, so I took out a pair of skates from home and slipped on the frozen lake. After class, I looked at the snow outside the window and thought: Xiaoxue, more, I want to be a beautiful Snow White; Small snowflakes, more, make the air fresher and purer; Little snowflakes, more, make the quilt of wheat thicker. Snowflakes, beautiful, white, flawless and pure, are whiter than white clouds, whiter than silver and whiter than white paper. Snowflakes are bright, a small snowflake, maybe you can't see anything, but many snowflakes gather together and shine, making everything bright, white and full of vitality. Even in the dark, snowflakes will shine with their white and bright in the dark, just like the stars in the sky have fallen, releasing light for us. Snow floated leisurely, rendering the world a vast expanse of whiteness. It is not surprising that catkin-like snow, reed-like snow and light smoke-like snow are flowing, chasing and coming spotless. One hexagonal flower after another, beautifully carved, without any repetition. Carve jade with powder, but which artist can design such delicate lines? Who can carve such exquisite handicrafts? I'd rather believe that this is the tears of the fairy in the heavenly palace than the masterpiece of nature! It is so mysterious that they are as light as gauze and as soft as silk, and come to the world quietly like fairies. This ever-changing snowflake is amazing! Sometimes it falls slowly like a petal; Sometimes it dances like a wisp of catkins; Sometimes it's like clouds of duck down. You hold me and push me down. Walking out of the house, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, and snowflakes are falling slowly, as if butterflies are dancing in the air; Gradually, it snowed harder. One by one, one by one, covering your eyes, it fell on your face when you were not paying attention, and when you reached out to grab it, it slipped out of your hand and kept falling. Snowflakes are fluttering and the wind is cold. I listened carefully to the colorful music composed by the cold wind, which added some luster to the dance steps of snowflake. The cold wind is really like a person who silently serves snowflakes. After a while, I wrote a catchy poem for Snowflake, and then I gave her warm applause. Snowflake is unpretentious, snowflake is unknown, snowflake never cares about fame and fortune, and it is simple and happy. This is the spirit of snowflake. Little snowflakes are flying happily in the sky. When you come to a strange place, it falls behind. Uncle Beifeng walked on. Snowflake thanked Uncle Beifeng and went to observe the world by herself. Then a little brother fell to the ground. Snowflake wants to run over and help him up. But it can't. Just then, a big brother stepped forward and helped him up. Snowflake thinks that people in this world are really caring. I went outside, looked up at the falling snowflakes in the sky, reached out and caught the falling snowflakes, and watched the snow carefully. The whole snow is hexagonal, and its pattern stretches very neatly, like separate branches. Snowflakes like goose feathers keep falling and weaving into a snow curtain all over the sky. It is like catkin, white as silver, moist as jade, clustered one after another, and Ran Ran is falling, shining with cold silver. Is it an angel sent by God? There are still people who scatter countless transparent and white pear petals in the sky. Late at night, only street lamps are alone in busy streets during the day. At this time, snowflakes are in full bloom, and a large number of enchanting flowers are blooming. Wrapped in this quiet city, it draws a beautiful arc like a white butterfly. Snowflakes like jade fall from the sky, sway to the left and right, and collide with each other, just like a drunk walking in the air of the Eight Immortals. Snowflakes fluttering in the wind stick to walls and glass and fly around, just like a naughty child playing hide-and-seek with us. Snow fell on the house, as if to put a white hat on the house; Snowflakes fell on the branches, as if covered with thick white clothes; Snow fell on the dead branches of flowers and plants, as if covered with a white scarf; Snowflakes fell to the ground like "chocolate cream pie". Snowflakes are flying with the wind, like white elves, shuttling around the world, making the earth colorful. It's snowing, and crystal snowflakes fall from the sky, just like a white butterfly, spreading its beautiful wings and dancing lightly and gracefully. Snow falls on the roof of the teaching building, like a palace in the fairy tale kingdom. Flying snowflakes are like those lovely elves in the story. They casually dressed up branches and flower beds on the playground. Everywhere they go, there are happy figures everywhere. The silvery white campus looks particularly beautiful. Snowflakes are getting denser and denser, and they are scattered in the air endlessly. There are countless hexagonal elves in the community, who silently moisten everything and decorate the community with slender magic sticks. The naughty elf performed a wonderful dance freely and happily in the air, perhaps because he stayed in the Heavenly Palace for too long. They seem to have released all their energy and rendered everything. Occasionally, a few snowflakes jump naughtily on the stainless steel shelves of every household, making a crisp knock from time to time, which seems to create a little momentum for the empty community. However, the hexagonal delicate snowflakes quickly melted into water droplets and adhered to the shelves washed by snow. The wind is blowing leisurely and stumbling, but they still won't let go. In the melting snow, a new world loomed. What a pure snowflake, it makes all passers-by feel its beauty and makes everything have it. One night, lawns, holly flowers and stone trees on both sides of the road ... everything seemed to be "beautified". Looking around, everything is white, and it seems to be a snowy world. The grass is covered with a quilt, and the tree is covered with a cotton-padded jacket. Spray here, is it dazzling and lively? Is the magnolia in full bloom, so white and beautiful? Oh! She is more crystal clear than spray, and she is more holy than magnolia! She is the snowflake dancing in the wind, the messenger of winter and the guardian of crops!