Kneel and beg for a fragment describing a snow scene in about 200 words Be delicately worded

The twilight is vast and the sun is about to set. Before the sun had set in the west, the moon hurried in from the east.

The dark sky scattered petals, and it seemed to have a faint fragrance. The snow drifted leisurely, rendering the sky and the earth into a white expanse.

The snow like catkins, the snow like reeds, and the snow like light smoke, circulate, chase, when it comes, it is not clean, and when it falls, it is not shocked. The small hexagonal flowers are exquisitely clear, and none of them are the same. Carved in powder, but what artist can design such an intricate pattern?

Who carved such a detailed handicraft? Rather than a masterpiece of nature, I would rather believe that it is the tears of some fairy in the heavenly palace!

In the blink of an eye, the fir and pine trees have all turned into Qiongzhi Yuke. Yu Yang changed into the simple tunic that she had worn for a while, and Feng Lin took off the fiery red dress that she had been showing off for half a year.

Butterflies fluttered in the sky, and the earth replaced the freshly draped silk yarn with a sweater. I wanted to get out of the octagonal pavilion that had stood for a long time, and as soon as I arrived at the pavilion, I couldn't help but retract my feet. The crystal clear snowflakes sprinkled all over the ground, making me seem to have Daiyu "hoeing the flowers out of the embroidered curtain, and enduring the falling flowers to come and go."

mood. Of course, I am not Lin Daiyu, nor Li Qingzhao, otherwise, I will definitely fill in a new song and make a small song.

Standing on the top of the mountain, it seems that a little wind is blowing. The breeze is breezy and not cold. The snowflakes on the branches and roofs of the trees were now deftly whirling in the embrace of the wind, and they went to find other partners.

The inky black sky is adorned with a few full pearls, sometimes flashing with a soft brilliance, hazy, carrying many memories and yearning in the world. The Cher are not as deep as the stars, like diamonds, like ......By the way, it looks like fireflies, dotted with stars, shining with a blurry light, and it seems to reflect all the stars in the sky.

I don't know when, my clothes were covered with small snowflakes, and looking at them, I suddenly remembered an article written by Mr. Lu Xun. It was specifically written about snow, and I forgot the specific content, but I always remembered that snow was called the spirit of rain by Mr. Lu Xun. Think too, rain, that is, water; Is the snow melting?

It's spring. This may be the charm of snow! The snow will show the unpredictable, misty rain like flowers and no, it is a form more beautiful than flowers.

As long as you want, as long as the snowflakes don't break, you can take a closer look. What you admire is snow and rain. Gently shook off the silver white, and there was some reluctance in my heart, chasing it, surpassing it, step by step, and walking down the mountain.

The description of the snow scene is as follows:

1. In the evening, large snowflakes fell from the dim sky. Suddenly, the mountains, rivers, fields, and villages were all shrouded in white snow.

2. Gentle little snowflakes fall slowly. Gradually, the little snowflakes became larger, thicker, and denser.

3. The cold wind roared "whirring", using its thick fingers to brutally scratch the hair of pedestrians, and pierce the skin of pedestrians like needles. Pedestrians had no choice but to button their winter coats tightly, put their hands in their pockets, shrink their necks, and walk forward quickly. The pines and cypresses on both sides of the road are standing in high spirits, proudly facing the wind, frost, rain and snow, inspiring people to move forward bravely.

4. When the snow is falling, it is a beautiful scenery that I have rarely seen in ten years, and those small snowflakes are so white and pure. The mountains, rivers, trees, and houses are all covered with a layer of snow, and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains have become a world of pink makeup and jade!

5. Snow, it is a gift from Grandpa Winter to people, it is as white and flawless as a white angel, it is the embodiment of beauty, falling from the sky one after another, and like a small butterfly flying in the air.

6. Falling to the ground, as if laying a thick blanket on the earth; Falling on a tree, as if dressed in silver; Landing on the car, like a freshly baked cream cake. This beautiful snowy scene immerses people in the fresh air. Everywhere is covered in silver, and it is beautiful.

7. The small crystal snowflakes fell on the palm of my hand, which looked transparent, and slowly, it melted.

8. In the air, the crystal snowflakes are dancing like light jade butterflies.