Is there an essay on snow play

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Winter is like a magical magician, it transforms a crystal fairy tale world for us, and the thick white snow is like a soft quilt that tightly covers everything as far as the eye can see, and everywhere is boundless; The river no longer sings, and the water becomes a mirror-smooth surface of ice; The sun reflected the snow so much that people couldn't open their eyes, and the children all wore thick cotton clothes, like little chubby mounds. Although the winter weather is very cold, our children still play a lot of games outdoors, such as ice pumping, ice skating, snowball fights, snowball rolling, snowman building, plough skiing, and drawing the sun, moon and writing ...... on the snow with small branchesThese are all games that we play a lot, but my favorite game is building a snowman. Every year when I went back to my grandmother's house for the Spring Festival, I asked my father to accompany me to the garden to build a snowman.

First make a chubby body, put a round head on it, use black coal as eyes, then find a red pepper as a nose, buckle a small basin on the head as a hat, and insert a branch on each side of the body as an arm, and a lively and cute snowman is piled up, I am very happy.

At night, I fell asleep to the sound of whirring. The next day, the earth was covered with thick silver.

What a beautiful little snowflake! Small, thick, soft, and light. It's like the noble white swan gently shaking the little feathers on its wings and falling down in a fluttering manner.

The whole world is confused and beautiful. This is really "like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms". The children of all families were very excited to see the snowflakes in the sky.

I was no exception, and I hurriedly ran outside to have a snowball fight with my friends.

The snowball fight begins, and snowballs fly around in the air. Because the two sides are separated by the field and are very hidden, it is difficult to hit the target. I knew the concealment of the "enemy" from the "intelligence" I received from my cousin's reconnaissance, so I shrunk and felt the left side of the "enemy".

As soon as Xiao Ming appeared, he was taken by surprise. I didn't expect him to spot me, but I couldn't dodge it, and the snowball had already hit him with unmistakable accuracy. Just as I was complacent, suddenly a snowball flew towards me from the front.

It was too late, and I swooped down, and the snowball passed me and exploded not far away. I threw another snowball, but it collided with the snowball thrown by Red and crashed. We couldn't help but laugh.

At this time, the snow fell heavier, and the battle between the two sides became more intense.

Everyone was in a mess, and they all became snowmen, but no one was crying, and no one was feeling cold, and everyone was like a hero, attacking one by one, and they kept shouting: "Rush!" Kill! Shoot or kill! ......

In the heavy snow, everyone had a good time, and the whole "battlefield" was full of joyful shouts and ......5

I saw 100 bucks in the snow, and then...

There are so few words in the composition.

Draw an angel -- lying on the ground and swinging his hands up and down, and then swinging his legs from side to side -- and the final image looks like an angel having a snowball fight -- throwing snowballs in pairs.

Build a snowman - 2-3 balls together, then stick a branch as a hand, stone for the facial features (occasionally put a hat and scarf).

Sledding - Slide down on a high plane or other (watch the location, don't get hit by a car) Snow sculpture - Break the snowdrift together and carve something out.

Footprints - Prints a regular row of patterns on the snow according to a specific way of walking (in fact, I used to make traps when I was a child).

Ice hockey - put water and decoration in the cup, then put a string, take it out and drop it in front of the window after the freezer, it's beautiful.

Ice skating (bladeless version) - Start and then skate out on the ice.

A fierce war began. My dad and I made snowballs out of the snow, on the leaves, on the bridge rails, and on the ground, and my mom was the referee and had a snowball fight. For a while, I saw snowballs flying all over the sky, laughter was also flying all over the sky, I chased and fought, and my father fought back while fleeing, and I sang happily:

Imperialism fled with its tail between its legs. "That's when Dad flew a snowball, and I quickly fought back. Accidentally, Dad's snowball hit my foot, and I flew a snowball into Dad's neck in a fit of rage, and Dad screamed while running:

I'm cold! It's so cold! I shouted

Oh, victory, victory! Mom smiled happily!