Hometown snow

Looking forward to it, I finally hoped for the first snow this winter. Snow is so beautiful and holy, it is so self-sacrificing, and it brings endless happiness to people and animals.

Snow is beautiful and holy. Snow is like a diamond, so crystal clear. The snow fell from the sky and fell to the ground. In a short while, the hometown became a world of silver. Looking from a distance, the snow is like a layer of white carpet on the ground. People stepping on it will make a "squeaky" sound, so it will be more intoxicating than the sound of the day. It is no wonder that poetry writes that "this song should only be in the sky, and there are some memories in the world." The snow on the mountain is thick. Seeing the quietness of the mountain road, it is really "the thousand mountains and birds are flying, the million trails are gone"!

Snow is self-sacrificing. In the morning, the sun showed a red face. The children are playing to the fullest. The snow has gradually melted. It goes to nourish the land and waits until it disappears into the world.

Snow brings joy to people. Farmers like snow most, because the bigger the snow, the more frozen winter pests. This made me think of a proverb "three layers of this year's wheat cover, sleeping in the next year." Snow brought joy to the painter, and the painter was painting the snow. The snow brought joy to the photographer, and the photographer took pictures in the snow. Snow also brought happiness to the children. The children were making snowmen and playing snowballs... The grandfather touched his beard and said with a smile: "Rui Xue Zhao Fengnian!"

Snow not only brings joy to people, but also brings happiness to animals. The chicken walked across the stride, and in a short while, a piece of bamboo leaves was printed. The puppy walked and swayed, and in a short while, the plum blossoms appeared on the grass. The driver was in the yellow sand, and from time to time he called "driving - driving - calling -" and the horse ran. The wheel left a long trace of the car, the horse stepped on the ground, and a small crescent moon appeared...

I love the snow in my hometown. Because it is so beautiful and holy, it is so self-sacrificing, and it brings infinite joy to people and animals. How can I not like the snow in my hometown?

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