Winter, I love you, how can the end of I Love You, Winter be written

Winter, I love you main content.

Outside the window, the twilight is four, and the cold wind hits the bells under the eaves, tinkling and dingling, bringing the news of the recovery of all things, making the branches of the plum blossom into delicate flowers, making people feel the beauty of life in the gloomy eyes. I love snow, I love snow, and I love winter even more. Winter is the annual ring of the soul, although it is very cold, but it has incomparable warmth and hope.

Winter is simple and easy-going. It doesn't care what role it's given, it can be you or it's me. It doesn't have too many extravagant desires, and just wants to deduce the most vivid and unique plot in its short season.

Then, as the curtain falls at the end of the plot, it turns around and spills away.

"In winter, you grew up with me and told me to face the world with purity and calmness. I just want to tell you softly: I love you, winter. ”

I love the spring (flowers blooming all over the field), I love the summer (the sun is like fire), I love the winter (covered in silver), but I love the autumn (the clouds are light and the wind is light). Chrysanthemums in the chrysanthemum garden (thousands of purples and thousands of reds);; The (ripe and attractive) fruit of the orchard hangs from the treetops; The farmer uncle is busy, harvesting, one by one (good hopes).

I love the vibrant spring, I love the scorching summer, I love the snowy winter, but I love the fruitful autumn even more. Chrysanthemums are blooming, and all kinds of fruits in the orchard are hanging from the treetops, and the farmer uncle ......One by one elated.

Sowing the spring.

In spring, a hundred flowers compete for beauty, thousands of purples and thousands of reds. People celebrate the New Year of reunion, coming from all over the world to gather at home and eat reunion dinner. Spring is the gestation period of life, sowing hope with hope.

Spring is the joy of sowing seeds.

The summer of ploughing. Summer, summer is scorching, flowing gold and stones. The peasant uncles wielded their scythes, bent over, and sweated, just thinking about the joy of the coming year's harvest. Summer is the formative period of life, with all the hardships and tribulations.

Summer is the hardship of hard work.

Harvest of autumn. In autumn, the autumn breeze is cool and the leaves are fluttering. The farmer and uncle are harvesting and enjoying the joy of harvesting. Similarly, the autumn autumn maple leaves are also our footsteps. Autumn is the harvest period of life, bitter and bitter, harvest life.

Autumn is the joy of harvest.

Storage of winter. In winter, everything withers and snow falls. In winter, she has "a weather-beaten face" and "a hand full of green tendons." She has tasted the ups and downs of the world, and there is a hint of depth in her beauty. Winter is the depressed period of life, calm and contemplative and reflect on yourself.

Winter is the hope of storage.

In life, there is the spring of sowing, the summer of ploughing, the autumn of harvesting, and the winter of storage. Life is like the four seasons, and the four seasons are like life.

I love the warm spring, I love the scorching summer, I love the bleak autumn, but I love the winter even more.

Comrade's 2012 is much more complicated than this.

I love beautiful spring, I love beautiful summer, I love beautiful autumn, but I love beautiful winter even more!

I love winter because it's snowy and it gives us fun.

In winter, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, snow-capped, frozen three feet. The pure white snow makes people can't help but revel in. The snow is like goose feathers, fluttering and sprinkling the earth.

Winter is so beautiful that people can't help but want to sing a song. The trees swayed gently, the children laughed, and the earth seemed to thank the snowflakes. The children seem to be reciprocating Uncle Dong with their innocent voices.

In winter, it is so cold, adults and children are wearing cotton clothes, but they still feel extremely cold, and they all bend over. And what about the ice on the road? It is as innocent as a child, it teases people, and often makes people wrestle. At this point, it seems to giggle.

In winter, it's so quiet. The cold makes the jumping and screaming rivers lose the sound of their babbling water, silence the rushing rivers, calm the boundless sea, and let them rest.

In winter, it's so considerate again. Many hibernating animals thank Uncle Winter in their sleep, so that they can leave the busyness of spring, summer and autumn in winter and be freed from busyness.

Winter is the season of endless happiness. Many children enjoy skating on the ice, pumping ice, playing, and plowing. A child's laughter is innocent, innocent, and pure!

Their laughter makes winter no longer silent and lonely. Because their laughter is like angels, and the snowflakes are the messengers they have invited.

I love winter, and I'm here to say, "Hello, Uncle Dong! ”

The summer sun is so poisonous that when you come back from a walk, it's dark and sweaty. Love the winter sun.

Love your season.

Lyrics: Tarzan.

Composer: Tai Shan (Gan Yanwen).

Arranger: Sun Yu.

Singing: Tarzan.

Love you in the spring.

Love you in my heart.

The feeling of love and the heartbeat.

Do you hear it?

If one day.

Love has gone away.

Silently wave your hand and bless you.

Happiness and peace. Love you in the spring.

Love you forever.

In the days of spring flowers.

Take you by the hand. Love you in winter.

Love is so warm.

Snowflakes flying in the sky.

It's the thought of you.

Ahh

Love you in the fall.

Love you on the horizon.

Love to the end of the world and the old age.

This will never change.

If one day.

Time and space have shifted.

In the afterlife reincarnation crowd.

Can I see you again. Love you in the spring.

Love you forever.

In the days of spring flowers.

Take you by the hand. Love you in winter.

Love is so warm.

Snowflakes flying in the sky.

It's the thought of you.

Love you in the spring.

Love you forever.

In the days of spring flowers.

Take you by the hand. Love you in winter.

Love is so warm.

Snowflakes flying in the sky.

It's the thought of you.

Snowflakes flying in the sky.

It's the thought of you.

Later, the happy mood made me go down anyway. The whole body and mind were greatly relaxed.

I am amazed at the beauty of the natural world, which makes me feel the same sunlight in one place.

The temperature of the changing seasons.

Well, happiness.

Your title is "I love you winter".,And the text focuses on a hot spring thing.,In addition to the beginning of the text that is not written about loving winter.,The story you inserted is also not in line with the main idea.,The end is obviously difficult to continue.。。

I hope you will modify it a little and highlight the theme with other stories related to the love of winter.