About writing a snow diary, how to write a snow diary

Behold, it snowed! I was drawn to the corridor by the sound, and when I looked out, it was indeed good, and the small snowflakes were falling slowly, and my heart could not help but feel a little joy, hoping that it would bring us a real snowfall, and before long, the city was gently covered by this gentle snowflake. Each snowflake gently swirled and fell, becoming a small part of the first layer of snow on the earth, and each snowflake merged into a beautiful scenery that covered the earth with snow.

Facing the snow, I wanted to recite a few lines of poetry that I had learned, but I couldn't remember anything. It seems that what nature has given us cannot be expressed in words. I can't speak, but I can hear, hear the sound of snow.

The snow fell one after another, and the snowflakes danced in the air in various postures, or flying, or circling, or falling straight and fast, and falling on the ground, at this moment, everything was beautiful, all were silent, standing in front of the window, the laughter of the snowflakes sounded in my ears. I can hear their joy.

Before the snow stopped, the children couldn't help but come out to play, snowball fights, snowballs, although the snowflakes were still drifting, they ignored the opposition of their parents, and had a lot of fun, full of childhood joy. Snow is up to us to pinch them into fluffy snowballs and smash them at each other. Although his body was smashed and splashed everywhere, they never complained, and gave us happiness, which is its happiness.

It warms our hearts with its unique language, and I can hear it.

Snow on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year should be a good sign for the year. Snowflakes fall slowly, combined with the sound of firecrackers, giving people a festive feeling. I like to watch the snow quietly, watch the snow fall quietly, and listen to the faint sound of the snow, and I will feel peaceful and happy in my heart.

I saw a group of children having snowball fights, dodging left and right on the road. I saw on the lawn, a layer of snow covering the young leaves, protecting them. I can hear their voices of pride in taking on this heavy responsibility.

The pure snow on the ground bathes the sun and enjoys the last moment of joy. Are they crying over their lives that are coming to an end? No, they are laughing, they are proud, they have done their job and spread joy to the world.

They gave their lives and played to their strengths, they were great, and I could hear the joy of their lives.

When it snows, let's stand in front of the window and listen to a legend of life.

Writing ideas and key points: Write about the real-life snowy scene.

This afternoon, we were still in class, and it was snowing heavily. The flying snowflakes are beautiful, as if winter has returned.

3 April 2008.

In the afternoon, when we were in psychology class, it suddenly snowed heavily.

The snowflakes floating in the sky are like catkins in spring, falling one after another.

The snow was so big, it only took a few minutes, and all the buildings were covered with crystal clear silver frost, and from a distance, it looked like a white world, which was very beautiful.

3 April 2008.

The snow was falling very much, and you see, there were snowflakes on the roofs, on the slides, on the branches, and on the ground, and the snow moistened the earth, and I think the farmers must have had a good harvest this year.

Today, I woke up to find a white expanse outside. I got dressed and went to the window to look, heh! It's snowing!

The eaves and trees were covered with crystal silver snow, and the snowflakes fluttered down one after another, covering the earth with a white quilt and the sky with a layer of white mist. I jumped three feet high and hurried through my breakfast and went down to play in the snow.

I walked down the stairs and saw a layer of snow on a small ball, I grabbed this ball of white sugar, held it into a circle with both hands, and then "shoveled" the snow, put it in my hand, and pressed it hard, and pressed it out a smooth and smooth snowball. I pressed two more holes with my fingers in the middle of the snowball as its eyes, and naturally the sleek snowball was its big head. "Chang ——, is going to school!

My mother shouted from the window, and I hid the little snowball in the leaves and went to school.

It's fun to snow today!

A diary describing snow can be written like this:

It's snowing, it's snowing today, the ground is a white snow, I can't wait to break into the world of snow and welcome the whole world of snow!

I made a maze in the snowdrift downstairs, which I called the "lightning maze" because it was in the shape of a lightning bolt from the beginning to the end. Although this labyrinth is simple, it contains my longing and hope. I'm hoping to do it well and bring joy to everyone.

After I finished it, many children came here to play the maze with me, and they had a great time.

I feel that when I help others, I can also bring joy to myself, so it is worth the tiredness. I'll show you how to do it: I'll get a shovel and dig out a few paths, one of which is correct, and set the route to a symbol you like, so that the maze is ready.

I love this snow, I love the joy that this snow brings! Hurry up for the next snow!

Benefits of journaling:

1. Keeping a diary can cultivate and develop your own interests and hobbies in many aspects, and you can also write down your own interests and hobbies, write down your experience and harvest of each activity, and deepen your feelings for these activities.

2. Writing a diary is beneficial to cultivating the ability to cultivate the ability to observe things. By observing certain things or scenes, it is also possible to write lifelike essays.

3. Keeping a diary can make you deaf and sharp-minded. Insisting on writing weekly diaries can develop the habit of watching, listening, thinking, and practicing. So that you can see people and know their hearts, and when you hear their voices, you can know that people can see things and know their beginnings and ends.