If you want to write an essay about winter, it must be a famous pen and the theme should be obvious

Lao She. The first paragraph: For a person who is accustomed to living in Beiping, like me, if there is no wind in winter, it feels like a miracle; There is no wind in Jinan's winter.

For a man who has just returned from London, like me, it seems strange to be able to see the sun in winter; Winter in Jinan is clear. Naturally, in tropical places, daylight is always so poisonous, and the loud weather is a bit frightening. However, in the winter of northern China, and there can be warm and sunny weather, Jinan is really a treasure.

Winter in Jinan" is a poetic prose, Mr. Lao She lectured in England for six years, the British fog left a deep impression on him, and also went to the southwest, so after coming to Jinan, the capital of Shandong Province, which is known as the "Spring City", he felt very strongly. The title "Winter in Jinan" is concise and clear about the location and season. Tell the reader that it is different from the winter in other places.

Therefore, he firmly grasped the characteristics of Jinan's "warm and sunny" in winter, and described a unique and moving winter scene in Jinan; Mr. Lao She is also good at describing the main features of the main scenery and expressing his most vivid impressions and feelings.

1. "Snow" by Mr. Lu Xun.

The rain of the warm country has never changed into a cold, hard, brilliant snowflake. Knowledgeable people think he is monotonous, and he himself thinks he is unlucky, right? The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is moist and beautiful; That's the news of youth that is still fainting, and it's a very strong virgin.

There are blood-red Baozhu camellia in the snow field, a single-petaled plum blossom with hidden blue in white, and a wax plum blossom with a deep yellow chime; There are also cold green weeds underneath the snow. Hu Die did not have it; Whether the bees came to pick the honey of the camellia and plum blossoms, I can't really remember. But in front of my eyes, I could see the winter flowers blooming in the snow, and there were many bees busily flying, and I could hear them buzzing.

2. "Winter in Jinan" created by Lao She.

In the winter of the northern country, and there can be warm and sunny weather, Jinan is really a treasure.

If there is only sunshine, it is not surprising. Please close your eyes and think: is it an ideal state for an old city, with mountains and rivers, all basking in the sun under the sky, sleeping warmly and comfortably, just waiting for the spring breeze to wake them up?

The hill encircles Jinan entirely, and only the north side lacks a little mouth.

This circle of hills is particularly lovely in winter, as if Jinan is placed in a small cradle, and they whisper quietly, "Don't worry, here?" Quasi-warm.

3. "Winter in Beiping" created by Liang Shiqiu.

Early in the morning, there are often a few crows on the dry branches on the top of the elm tree, croaking non-stop, a picture of an ancient wood jackdaw! But it is far less than the crows in Xi'an. There seem to be a lot of magpies in Beiping, squeaking on the ridge of the eaves, and the tail is very beautiful, some people say that it is to report the good news, I don't know where the joy comes from.

There are a lot of sparrows, but they stand up and down like a cloak and bounce on the ground to feed, looking pitiful. I don't know who released the pigeons, a team of pigeons crossed the air, circled and circled, the white feathers lined the blue sky, and the whistle flickered. I don't know which one flies the kite, the sand goose, the butterfly, the dragon and the fish, and the gong and drum on the bow.

In the middle of winter, there are also some spices.

1. Winter is transparent. Through the sparse branches, you can see the snow and ice on the lake, you can see the distant mountains and villages, and you can see a string of pedestrians as small as ants. Winter is as transparent as the ice it forms of.

X-rays can see through the bones of the human body, and winter can make people see through the heart of the universe. - Yu Feng, "Winter Lyricism".

2. In early winter, the morning of spring in Xijianyang is beautiful. The distant mountains and nearby villages were covered with a thick layer of smoke. After a blast of the sun, the frost that had frozen the ground all night began to melt and steam.

On the straw and haystacks, the heat rises slowly, and the cooking smoke is like a thin veil, wrapped around the top of the tree. The earth was bright, and a double carriage ran into the village against the avenue. - Ge Wen, "Shengchun Family".

3. It was the early winter season, and a thin layer of white snow, like a huge and light woolen blanket, covered the vast desert wasteland, shining with a cold silver light......—Li Ji, "Ma Lan".

4. The cold wind blew away the autumn that was neither cool nor hot overnight. The nasty winter follows the last of the geese that migrate south and descends on the Loess Plateau. The undulating mountains and mountains soon became desolate.

The mountains and fields around the county seat are bare, and you can no longer see a single star of green. - Lu Yao, "In Difficult Days".

5. Winter is coming, and the earth is like a mother who has just given birth, covered with snow, tired and sleeping, and the warm sun shines on it reflecting the holy light. The field is as silent as a lifeless picture, and only a puff of smoke wafts from the corner of the picture, adding dynamism to the picture. The convoy carrying wheat straw marched through the field towards the paper mill under the thick smoke, leaving a string of whips and laughter on the long road.

Hezi "Life Begins Here".

6. As soon as the earth arrives in this cold season, everything changes, the sky is gray, as if after a strong wind, there is a chaotic atmosphere, and snow flies all day long. People walk quickly, and the breath in their mouths seems to be smoking when they encounter the bitter cold. - Xiao Hong, "The Biography of the Hulan River".

7. Since it was the depths of winter, when I was approaching my hometown, the weather was cloudy again, the cold wind blew into the cabin, whining, looking out from the tent, under the pale yellow sky, there were a few deserted villages near and far, and there was no vitality. My heart couldn't help but feel sad. - Lu Xun's "Hometown".

8. Towards the end of the year, the snowflakes are falling. On the branches of green pines and bamboos on the mountain, there is white snow and shiny icicles hanging. The sky was covered with a thick gray cloud. The wind was not strong, but when it blew on the face, there was a deep chill. ——Zhou Libo, "Great Changes in the Mountains and Villages".

9. In Changchun, this is the season when dripping water turns into ice and breath turns into frost. There was a heavy snowfall, a north wind blew, and the road was covered with thick ice. The trees on the side of the road are adorned with silver flowers, and the buildings shine with dazzling silver glow like a jade building. - Reason "Infatuation".