Snowing

During the afternoon class, the white snow fell down.

The little snow fluttered over the sky, like a beautiful silver butterfly dancing in the air, kissing the mother of the earth. The snow is getting bigger and bigger, the snow flutters in the sky, like smoke and non-smoke, like fog and non-fog, the entire Songjiang is covered in heavy snow.

After class, the students were like a bird flying from the cage, and ran out cheerfully, and I was no exception. What a lovely snow! Like goose feathers, like aloe flowers, and like white catkins, dandelion seeds, they gently fall on the roof, floated on the leaves, drilled in the necks of the students, full of snow everywhere. Look, the earth is covered with a thin layer of quilt, a world of powder makeup!

The students are having fun! Some are playing snowballs, getting snow everywhere, some are making snowmen, stacking white snow into a cute snow doll, and some snowballing... The whole school is full of laughter .

"This winter, the three layers of the wheat cover, sleeping in the next year with a hoe," I think, in the face of endless snow, experienced peasant uncle will be happy to smile.

The next morning, I found that the ground was covered with snow, thick and soft. The house was covered with snow and white fluffy pine; the trees were pressed with snow, the furry sparkling, and the branches were bent. . The sun shines on the white snow, giving a careful eye.

It’s snowing, the children are very happy; it’s snowing, and the farmer’s uncle is happy for the bumper harvest next year. Snow, you are so cute. Snow, you are like a cute elf falling into the world. Snow, you will stay in my heart forever.

Shanghai Songjiang District Folk Music School Instructor: Zhang Qiuying

Fourth grade: Li Jieyun