Snowing

Today, the weather is gloomy, and the sky is thick, low, grayish yellow clouds. The cold wind fluttered like a sharp sword in the air and made a sharp call. Dad said: "This is a sign of heavy snow."

Sure enough, a chilly wind blew through, and a small piece of snow was as light as a cigarette, as clean as jade, and as white as silver. They push, squash, shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand. They play, laugh, and affectionately flock to the earth like a market, kissing the land for a long time, bringing joy and blessings to the world.

I walked into the snow fluttering in the sky, watching the snow girl jump in the graceful waltz with a light figure, watching the millions of white butterflies dancing and falling on the roof and branches, weaving a piece of pine cypress on the roadside. The white "dress" put a white carpet on the ground. The heavy snow that is flying all over the sky, though it is overwhelming, is so unpretentious. With its white body, our city has become a powdery jade building.

I wandered in this silver world, between this Qionglou Yuyu. Let the snow melt on my cheeks, listen to the feet and make a "squeaky" look, leaving a string of clear footprints behind me, wonderful!

Daqing City, Longbei, two small fourth grade Shang Xin