1. Floating, flying, snowflakes slowly fall from the sky, wrapping the whole world. The vast Gobi Desert has turned white inadvertently. Gazing at this scene given to us by nature, I feel joy, long absence, and childlike innocence. It makes me feel the pleasure I have never experienced since I came here.

2. The sun sets in the west, the west wind blows wildly, and the snowflakes are flying. Your slender figure is like a reed leaf, swaying in the wind and snow, fading, fading in history...

3. Looking at the ancient Huangchuan Valley thousands of years away, where the snow is white, you, standing in a blue shirt, stand out of the world, with smiles on your face and full of pride.

4. The snow is always so pure and white, shining brightly in the sun, falling happily and stopping gracefully. Look, the maple tree is wearing a ferret, elegant and natural. The beauty of the carvings is even more impressive. When the wind blows, the fiery red tree body is revealed again. Against the backdrop of the white snow, the delicate smile is subtle and charming.

5. In the cold wind, the sword box that was waiting with bated breath had condensed into ice, and it was freezing cold. The snowflakes are flying in the vast sky, and the sky is endless. The crystal clear pure white, like silk, and the faint smell of blood, fill the air slightly.

6. The snowflakes are like little elves, shining with white light, spinning around me, falling piece by piece, scattering countless surprises in the corners of my eyes and eyebrows. At that moment , the silent snowflakes seemed to be shy because of my vivid joy.

7. Along with the gentle snow, the graceful leaves are also falling one after another! It seems very reluctant! Fallen leaves! Hold the gentle hand and follow the white flying! Don't care where he flies, don't care where he lands! Just go and fly, just leave! ! Don’t you know, the freedom of flying is much more comfortable than your dependence? !

8. Snow opens the night, and I write this poem to describe the beauty in the distance. The snow is not snow, it’s God who is shedding white hair. I raise my glass to get drunk alone on a cold night. The volume is a piano, the tears are a frame, and the smoke is The circle is the string, the smoke is the score, the heartbeat is the melody, I am confused and make you a charming painting, I hold you in my arms and miss you like numbness, drink in the wind and snow night, let the tears go with the wind, make a curtain in the world of mortals, and print out the female flowers. Let your youth stay forever, let your head be black, and my head be full of white hair.

9. In the eyes of poets, snowflakes are a kind of elf that embodies sadness and loneliness. In their writings, they always depict such a scene: snow blocks all scenery, and the vast snow scene There is a person standing in the middle, quietly, seeming to be thinking about something, which always makes people feel another kind of otherworldly sacredness. The flying snowflakes are the notes for them to vent their emotions, constantly echoing in nature.

10. Snowflakes, snowflakes in dreams! Because of your arrival, I am like a naughty child, stretching out my hands and arms to welcome you, dancing with you, letting your crystal petals turn me into a white snow doll, following you. traces, singing a joyful song along the way!

11. Snowflakes fall in my heart along with the distant smoke. In the wind, between the sky and the earth as white as silver, they melt silently, rotate quietly, and sway in the soul. Sneak into the bottom of my heart, fall gently, become still slowly, and silently stir my thoughts every moment, telling me that winter is about to pass, will spring be far behind, but I am still stuck in every moment with you. Over the years, I have been reluctant to leave for a long time.

12. I have always liked snow, and I like snow that is not polluted! In the vast whiteness, everything related to the soul, emotions, worldliness, and life are inferior in front of this whiteness! ! Return to nature! Precipitated in the white nobility!

13. Snowflakes fell all over the sky with light dance steps. When sleeping in the embrace of the earth, she knew that warmth was better than freedom. A cup of tea, a familiar piece of music, a beautiful and white picture.

14. In the whistling wind, the snow is falling gently to the ground. After a while, the earth is covered with snow-white gauze. It is so beautiful. Is it because of its whiteness?

15. When the unexpected snowflakes arrive like beautiful flowers, layer upon layer, there is only a piece of earthly joy in my heart, as if we are reunited and carefree. Knocking lightly on the door of time, the story that once was as plain as water burned out the candles on the desk, illuminating the yellowed book in my hand.

16. Thousands of snowflakes are falling, and the sky is soaked in cold and cold. When people stand in the wind, their hearts can be warmed. The years are passing through the fingertips, the gurgling water is flowing, and the ears of silk and bamboo are confusing his heart. After thousands of years of dust, Qianqian's hands were full of tears, smiling in the cold compress. Assuming that the world is far away, the fragrance lingers lightly on the sleeves, and the mortal world returns from exploring the spring in the quiet desert.

17. The falling snowflakes, regardless of the joys and sorrows of the world, are falling in silence, overlapping in silence, and accumulating indifferently. They are continuous and endless in the vast sky and earth. , stretching with myths of falling snow.

18. Outside the window, snowflakes are blooming one after another, charming and beautiful, flying like elves, crystal clear, and gentle as jade.

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Famous sayings about snow

1. In sunset poems, it snows all day long, and it is very spring when combined with plum blossoms. "Snowy Plum Part 2" Song Dynasty: Lu Meipo There is plum blossom but no snow, which is not spiritual, and there is snow but no poetry, which is vulgar. Poetry at dusk is full of snow all day long, and it is very spring when combined with plum blossoms. Interpretation: If there are only plum blossoms but no snowflakes, it does not look very spiritual.

It would be very tacky if it snowed but there was no poetry to match. When I finished writing the poem as the sun set in the winter evening, it happened to snow again in the sky. Look at the plum blossoms and snowflakes blooming, as colorful and vibrant as spring. 2. On a snowy night in the chaotic mountains, a stranger is alone. "New Year's Eve/Bashan Road's Great Night Book" Tang Dynasty: Cui Tu Traveling all the way to Sanba Road, he is in danger for thousands of miles. On a snowy night in the chaotic mountains, a stranger is alone. Gradually, it becomes far away from the flesh and blood, and turns to the relatives of children and servants. It's just wandering, and tomorrow will be a new year. Definition: Trekking on the rugged and remote Sanba Road, living in a dangerous place thousands of miles away. Under the mountains on all sides, the lingering snow reflects the cold night. Sitting facing the candles at night, I am a guest in a foreign land. As he became farther and farther away from his relatives, he gradually became closer to the book boy and the servant. It's really unbearable to spend New Year's Eve wandering, and tomorrow will be a new year. 3. Chaimen hears dogs barking, and people return home on a snowy night. "The Master Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow" Tang Dynasty: Liu Changqing At dusk, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor. Chaimen hears the barking of dogs, and returns home on a snowy night. Interpretation: The dusk is dim, and the mountain road ahead feels far away. The weather is cold and the ground is freezing, and I feel that I am staying in a poor family. Suddenly I heard the barking of a Chaimen dog, which must be the owner returning home on a snowy night. 4. In the past, the snow was like flowers, but now the flowers are like snow. "Two Farewell Poems·Part 1" Southern and Northern Dynasties: Fan Yun The east and west of Luoyang City have been separated for a long time. In the past, the snow was like flowers, but now the flowers are like snow. Definition: When I left last time, the snow fell like flowers. Now when I come again, the flowers bloom as white as snow. These two poems lament that the reunion is too short and the separation is too long. Every time we break up, it always takes a long time before we can see each other again. 5. Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow. "Two Poems of Farewell to Dong Da. Part 1" Tang Dynasty: Gao Shi The yellow clouds are thousands of miles away in the daytime, and the north wind blows the wild geese and snow. Don't worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you. Interpretation: Thousands of miles of yellow clouds cover the sky, the sun is dim, and the north wind blows the returning geese and there is heavy snowfall.

Don’t worry about the bleak road ahead